(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
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