Matt Monro — Sunrise Sunset

Is this the little girl I carried? Is this the little boy at play? I don’t remember growing older When did they? When did she get to be a beauty? And when did he grow to be so tall? Wasn’t it yesterday when they were small? Sunrise, sunset Sunrise, sunset Swiftly flow the days Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers Blossoming even as we gaze Sunrise, sunset Sunrise, sunset Swiftly fly the years Onе season following another Laden with happinеss and tears