Mother

When I'm feeling down

And find myself in trouble

Sick and tired of all the daily cares

When I'm close to tears with bringing up the children

I recall the days when I was young

And then I say this little prayer

Looking at your picture standing there

Mother this is me, I have to say 'I'm sorry'

For all the moments that I broke your heart

Mother, now I see what you've been going through

And that I am so much, so much like you

Different points of view

And other moral senses

Bandied words, you solved it all so well

Now I follow you, it's not a bed of roses

Many times I felt I was in hell

But then I said this little prayer

Looking at your picture standing there

Mother this is me, I have to say 'I'm sorry'

For all the moments that I broke your heart

Mother, now I see what you've been going through

And that I am so much, so much like you

I wished that you were here again

To talk about it all

'Cause now I need your wisdom most of all

Mother this is me, I have to say 'I'm sorry'

For all the moments that I broke your heart

Mother, now I see what you've been going through

And that I am so much, so much like you

(Oh mother don't you know? I miss you so)