Only a mother can understand
that you feel out of sorts today
Your hidden crying must feel like dying
I see you holding back your tears,
But if you lose the game of love,
It's so hard for you, my little child
I know your whole world's
when you're still here with me to stay
But I am hoping, secretly hoping
My broken heart will never melt
My love for you will never end
I will be at your beck and call
Cause you will have to fail
My heart is breaking to see you aching
my door is open all the time
But if you lose the game of love,
It's so hard for you, my little child
I know your whole world's stumbling down
I hear you crying, secretly crying
But I am hoping, secretly hoping
My broken heart will never mend
My love for you will never end
I will be at your beck and
I will be at your beck and call