Empty rooms child who tend
forgotten toys upon the bed
dreams and memories are all around me now
and I can see you every where I look
but moving on is what you must do
find your way be happy too

your world is waiting now

and you need never know

of all these places that I go

to hear the laughter and dry the tears

remembering ..... is

when you are growing up

and every photograph

can take me there

we brought you up to be proud and strong

and ready for anything

oh little child of mine... but life can bring

empty rooms when I left home I could not wait to be moving on

I never thought so much about those left behind

but now I know how it has to be

to hear the laughter and dry the tears

remembering ..... is

when you are growing up

and every photograph

Still takes me down

in everything that you do

oh little child of mine ... I miss you

Oh little child of mine ... I love you I love you



(Thanks to Mohsen Rahmani for these lyrics)