Who's Counting?
Time is slipping away Through my fingers My fingers are doing their best To remember What was it like running through your hair Holding your hand What was it like running through your hair Holding your hand, holding you Time is slipping away Year after year I wish there was a chance to work it out Oh, I do I’ve been away too long I know that it’s wrong It’s feels so wrong I’ve been away too long I know that it’s wrong It’s feels so wrong My son, I hope that some day You’ll remember What was it like when I held your tiny hand in mine I do What was it like running through your hair Holding your hand, holding you What was it like running through your hair Holding your hand, holding you What was it like running through your hair Holding your hand, holding you