(Springfield)
When I was younger than tomorrow
When I was wise as yesterday

When I could share my brother's sorrow
Even then you went away


When my heart was yours to play with
Though your was never mine
And when I was there to lay with

Even then you had no time

Mother can you carry me

Clear across the sky
Mother can you carry me
Show me how to fly high


Now I am wise as tomorrow
And I am young as yesterday

No I have nothing buy my sorrow
Yesterday tomorrow and today


Mother can you carry me
Clear across the sky
Mother can you carry me

Show me how to fly high