When I was younger
I seem to remember
Holding a finger while walking to
Mother standingBy ten, I could tell her
"I'll love you forever
And I'll tread on the stars just to be with you
Notwithstanding"When staring into her naked face
Yes, I wished my eyes would never strayShe said, "Why cry, little baby?"
Why cry? Yeah yeah
Why cry, pretty baby?
Wipe your eyes, yeah yeahNow I am older
I don't sit on her shoulder
To gaze over worlds that are lower to
The higher standingInstead, I'm staring into your ageless face
Yes, and I wish my eyes will never straySo, why cry, little baby?
Why cry? Yeah yeah
Why cry, pretty baby?
Wipe your eyes, yeah yeah yeahWhy should you worry
You know there'll be an answer when you call
So don't you push or be in a hurry
'Cause learning how to stand is why you fallAah, aah
Aah, aahAah, aah
Aah, aahWhen I was younger
I seem to remember
Holding a finger while walking to
Mother standing