I walk with you, Mama,
The path along the river,
We feed the swans, we say hello to people that we meet,
I talk with you Mama,
And i listen and I hear you say.
I’m sorry that I left you on your own this way.
I walk with you, Mama,
the park in autumn colours,
The sadness in the air as oak and maples shed their leaves,
I talk with you, Mama,
And I listen,
And I hear you say,
I’m sorry that i left you on your own this way.
Yes, you should have stayed a bit longer,
Given me some more of your time,
Couldn’t even wait to say goodbye,
How could you be in such a frightful hurry?
Leaving me with so many questions,
Having so much more love to give,
In a way I’ve come to terms I know now,
Athough it seems everywhere that I go now…
I walk with you, Mama,
A road that knows a journey,
Retracing every footstep,
Every sunday in the park,
I talk with you, Mama,
And I listen
And I hear you say
I’m sorry that I left you on your own this way