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)