You don’t feel what you’re going to feel
In the doorway
You don’t feel what you’re going to feel
I believe in fairy tails
I believe in father sails
And fruit scenes
And children who grow up to be
The adult balance
Misplaced appearance
And the memory
There’s only so much that a child can see
You don’t say what you’re going to say
You don’t do what you’re going to do
With your focus cast a different way
You don’t grow like a garden grows
You can’t know what tomorrow knows
Mommas, say a prayer for you babies
I’m on my way, I’m on my way
I ride the carousel
And memories
On my horses going ‘round and free
I miss the roses
I miss the crocuses
And new sights
Childhood never strikes you twice
You don’t say what you’re going to say
You don’t do what you’re going to do
With your focus cast a different way
You don’t grow like a garden grows
You don’t know what tomorrow knows
Mommas, say a prayer for you babies
I’m on my way, I’m on my way
I’m on my way, I’m on my way
I’m on my way, I’m on my way
I’m on my way, I’m on my way
Lyrics gathered by J. Hodge
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