Children will drive you crazy. I said, they’ll drive you mad
Mom carries, labors and delivers them and the first word they say is Dad
Then they get older and toddle around,
step in your shoes and look like a clown
The first years are so hectic, the long nights won’t end
It’s diapers and bottles and crying, no social life, no friends
But oh how those years seem to fly and you look back breathe deep and sigh
How could you miss it? How could that be?
It seems just like yesterday when they climbed on your knee
Asking the questions of what, who and why,
“Are we there yet?” “Are we there yet?” ‘til you just want to cry
Yes, Children will drive you crazy. I said, they’ll drive you mad
‘cause next it’s parties and dating and driving
and you feel like those first years weren’t bad
Now they want the car keys to go to the game,
Won’t hear of walking, it’s just not the same
Then they finish with school and they’ve met someone “great”
And you lay there listening when they sneak in the house late
Then all of a sudden they want to move out
They've got to find their own way, see what this world’s all about
And more then anything now you wish they were small
Because you remember the days when you were their “all”
And you feel a bit crazy and just a bit mad
Thinking back on those days and the memories you’ve had
And though you’re happy for them, you wish they’d not go
Because time went too quickly and you want them to know
That if you had it to do over, you’d do it again
Children are gifts sent from Heaven to treasure within
And though they can just drive you crazy and a little bit mad
You’d never trade one moment of the time that you had
copyright 1996