My son is 18 and will soon go away
I hope that he comes back one day
Off to uni to start his new life
I am so proud but it cuts like a knife
I'm scared for him in this mad place
And every day I will miss his face
He really doesn't need me anymore
But I hope he will remember to give me a call
He needs girls, he needs mates
He gets shy which he hates
He's never been late and come in drunk
Or gone away and done a bunk
He's a really good kid and I love him so
But I know now that he has to go
He is itching and desperate to leave
I will cry but he will come back I must believe.
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