It disturbs me to see that you're gorwing old It concerns me to be the one you want to hold Too busy running on fuel Thand God you made it through Let's spend the times we've missed and turn these days to gold Lost as father and son Bring us back together as one Seasons change and so did your son Strife with emotions that can't be one Too busy running on fuel Thank God you made it through Let's spend the times we've missed and turn these days to gold Want to hand you a piece of my delicate heart This song is to uplift you and not to tear you apart Father's lost in the mountains But no mountain I can't see But if that mountain should crumble come crumble on top of me