"Schoolbag in hand he leaves home the early morning Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile I watch him go a surge of that well-known sadness And have to sit down for while The feeling I'm losing forever without really entering his world glad whenever can share laughter That funny little boy Slipping through my fingers all time try capture every minute it Do see what's mind? Each think close knowing He keeps on growing Sleep our eyes and me at breakfast table Barely awake let precious by Then when he's gone there's odd melancholy sense guilt can't deny What happened wonderful adventures places had planned us go? Well some we did but most didn't why just don't know Sometimes wish could freeze picture save from tricks Schoolbag