A careful man, I ought to be A little fellow follows me. I do not dare to go astray For fear hell go the self-same way. Not once can I escape his eyes Whatever he sees me do, he tries. Like me he says hes going to be.... That little lad who follows me. His little arms crept round my neck And then I heard him say Four simple words I cant forget, Four words that made me pray. They turned a mirror on my soul, On secrets no one knew; They startled me; I hear them yet: He said, Ill be like you!
Posted on: Mon, 28 Apr 2014 12:28:39 +0000