Looking in the glass I see a figure somehow looks familiar that is the mother of mine
Figure that is unexpected every glance it makes me wonder figure of mother of mine
Like it or not, we look more alike over time
Is it that I just can’t help it I find her in every moment as we live side by side
Looking in the glass I see a figure somehow looks familiar that is the father of mine
Figure that is unexpected every glance it makes me wonder figure of father of mine
Like it or not, we become more alike over time
Is it that I just can’t help it I find him in every moment as we live side by side
Because of you~ I feel truly blessed