Your hands are busy all day
Mom, you don't have much spare time
If I invite you to play, you replied "I'm busy, my dear"
When I showed my story book, you say "wait a minute, dear"
In the night, you lay me down on my bed
You hear my prayer
You turn off the lamp,
Than walk away.
If you stay for a minute again
Because life is short,
Years by years,
A kid growing up so fast
I'm not often to stay beside you anymore
To wishpering my secret
There's never again invitation to play
There's no more a goodnight kiss
That's all are just something from the past
Your hands are always busy
My days are feel so long
If I can turn back the time
Accepted you well in my side
Gave me time inside your heart
Mom, you don't have much spare time
If I invite you to play, you replied "I'm busy, my dear"
When I showed my story book, you say "wait a minute, dear"
In the night, you lay me down on my bed
You hear my prayer
You turn off the lamp,
Than walk away.
If you stay for a minute again
Because life is short,
Years by years,
A kid growing up so fast
I'm not often to stay beside you anymore
To wishpering my secret
There's never again invitation to play
There's no more a goodnight kiss
That's all are just something from the past
Your hands are always busy
My days are feel so long
If I can turn back the time
Accepted you well in my side
Gave me time inside your heart
