Mother

Mother, do you think I’ve seen it all?
Tell me what should I believe in
I woke up and felt so small
In this world that I still live in
Is it time I have to go?
Is it time I have to leave you?
Leave a world I didn’t know
Sawing seeds that didn’t grow
And I knew you would be there
And I knew that you would care
Will I make it through the night?
Hope that I can find the light
Oh mother I feel that my time has come now
Don’t know what it is, makes me feel so sad
How I wish I could lay down at the place by the river
Where the flowers have grown
I will make my own bed
And I’ll sleep there forever
Pretending I’m dead
Mother do you think it’s all the same?
Will I meet some other people?
Will I have the same old name?
Will I play the same old games?
Is it love that I will find?
Is it beautiful in heaven?
Yes I know I shouldn’t mind
I will take cloud number seven
I will meet you there someday
Like a friend already out there
I feel tired now I lay
In my bed and I will pray
Oh mother I feel that my time has come now …
… when the bird sings his song
I will lay in my bed
And I’ll sleep there forever
Pretending I’m dead