Mother

Mother won't you, come and kiss me good night, sleep tight
Some things never get old
You'll be missing out, if you don't
Mother won't you come and read me
A story, and hold me
These things won't last forever
And while you're here won't you bring me a glass of water

Shapes inside the branches, they make me see.
The monsters, that will accompany me
Mother I may be too young to understand what is going on,
but I'll do my best.
I'm halfway there, I'm only eight
Father take it easy on her she does not need anymore.
She's in her bed,
She's trying hard, but she's feeling sad

Shapes inside the branches, they make me see
The monsters, that will accompany me.
On these long nights, when the dreams are far,
The monsters will accompany me.
Shapes inside the branches, they make me see
The monsters, that will accompany me
(that will accompany me)



Credits
Writer(s): John Winston Lennon
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