Someone special puts the silent time in,
A rock to this family, the underpin.
Someone special puts the silent time in,
A rock to this family, the underpin.
I smile watching my little girl blue
And dream of a glass ceiling removed for you
I’m so glad you love porridge, I used too,
Octopus arms, yes that’s what they call me!
Saving objects in my poor tea
Achieve your A, it could be a B.
Achieve your A, it could be a G.
You dreamt you rode a horse and drove a car
But tell me, did you get very far?
So let your baby steps move you near,
Towards your happy. Go! Without fear.
Brush them and polish them, treat them with care
And be the brightest smile millionaire.
‘How could she possibly be your baby?’
Why because she’s not a colour to me.
We are the mountains in each others lives,
The deep vast lakes behind each others eyes.
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