This song has been tugging at my heartstrings lately. It's an old country song and these are the words:
In the early rush of morning
Trying to get the kids to school
One's hangin' on my shirt tail
The other's locked up in her room
And I'm yellin' up the stairs
"Stop worrying about your hair, you look fine"
Trying to get the kids to school
One's hangin' on my shirt tail
The other's locked up in her room
And I'm yellin' up the stairs
"Stop worrying about your hair, you look fine"
Then they're fightin' in the back seat
And I'm playing referee
Now someone's gotta go
The moment that we leave
And everybody's late
I swear I can't wait 'til they grow up
And I'm playing referee
Now someone's gotta go
The moment that we leave
And everybody's late
I swear I can't wait 'til they grow up
Then they do
And that's how it is
It's just quiet in the morning
Can't believe how much you miss
All they do
And all they did
You want all the dreams they've dreamed of to come true
Then they do
And that's how it is
It's just quiet in the morning
Can't believe how much you miss
All they do
And all they did
You want all the dreams they've dreamed of to come true
Then they do
The part that is getting to me lately is this:
No more Monday PTAs
No more carpools or soccer games
Your work is done
Now you've got time that's all your own
You've been waiting for so long
For those days to come
No more carpools or soccer games
Your work is done
Now you've got time that's all your own
You've been waiting for so long
For those days to come
Every time I hear him sing "your work is done," I start tearing up. I'm not sure why. It just sounds so final. Like, no "do overs" and I wonder if I'm treasuring the time like I should. Anyway, something to think on.
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