Lori Rosolowsky: Music
Between Three and Four
(Lori Rosolowsky)
Sometimes dreams come true.
The days are long, but the years are short
The days are long, but the years are short
And night comes, and you are grown.
You are three
And in two months you’ll be
Four years old and you ask me
Will I be lonely?
You’re our son
And always number one, oh….
Will you be our one and only?
What will I do when the bus comes for you
And pulls in its stop sign
And pulls ‘round the corner
And takes you to the first grade?
We are three, that is our family
Maybe it is meant to be
Am I being greedy?
To want more, a family of four
Is it just because
I fear that you won’t need me?
What will I do when the bus comes for you
And pulls in its stop sign
And pulls ‘round the corner
And takes you away from me?