When I'm feeling down And find myself in trouble Sick and tired of all the daily cares When I'm close to tears with bringing up the children I recall the days when I was young And then I say this little prayer Looking at your picture standing there Mother this is me, I have to say "I'm sorry" For all the moments that I broke your heart Mother, now I see what you've been going through And that I am so much, so much like you Different points of view And other moral senses Bandied words, you solved it all so well Now I follow you, it's not a bed of roses Many times I felt I was in hell But then I said this little prayer Looking at your picture standing there Mother this is me, I have to say "I'm sorry" For all the moments that I broke your heart Mother, now I see what you've been going through And that I am so much, so much like you I wished that you were here again To talk about it all 'Cause now I need your wisdom most of all Mother this is me, I have to say "I'm sorry" For all the moments that I broke your heart Mother, now I see what you've been going through And that I am so much, so much like you (Oh mother don't you know? I miss you so)