Mothers and fathers are all
we have in this world to hold
onto but sometimes they fail
to be what is expected of them
Don't regret the things you've done or
missed There'll be time for us to heal,
I'm sure we will
We'll find comfort in other arms and harmony
Don't feel guilty for the things we've lost
We will manage to grow well in fast, I know
All the
efforts that you've made for us,
over
time and all the other unsaid stuff
Lying awake,
watching the elms in the lane It's just
like it's just a dream and obviously
I don't see birds
Mothers and fathers are all
we have in this world to hold onto but sometimes they fail
to be what is expected of them Don't
feel guilty for the things we've lost
We will manage to grow well in fast,
I know All the efforts that you've made for us,
over
time and all the other unsaid stuff
Hold back your guilt
Hold back your guilt
We all fail
to
fulfill
our best dream
Lying awake,
watching the elms in the lake It's just
like it's just a dream and obviously
I don't see birds You will be all I need
