when i was younger things were simple,
there was some pain true
but the pain was small
the happiness was bright
and teh world was merry
and if i was blue
i had a shoulder from my dad
and he would help me true
now my fair one you see
i am not your father dear
or someone who would be so
but if you are blue and weary
i have a shoulder too
so don't feel bad or worry
tis little i do for you
compared to what i wish i could