(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