My son will be ten, my daughter thirteen
And I love the both of them so
Soon these days will be over and it all will be gone
And I hate to see it go
Now he's just like me, she's just like you
Love's such a blessing, we know
Times to remember, all have to leave
And I hate to see it go
Why doesn't life have a conscience
And why do kids have to grow
Times to remember, all have to leave
But I hate to see it go
Why doesn't life have a conscience
And why do kids have to grow
Times to remember, all have to leave
But I hate to see it go
Oh, I hate to see it go