How many times I sacrificed my nights
to watch the oldest on the stage
How many days did spend waiting
outside rehearsal halls and driving
and how many sets were built
how much heartache I had
watching the middle struggle
moving from joyful child
alive in his own world
till he conquered the outside
The youngest I remember
racing through cold wind
screaming in joy on a bike
when did that happy child
change to the class leader
And so I sacrificed my life
just to be there for all of you
putting what i wanted on hold
Burying my desires to attend them
realizing I will not regret it
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