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How do you say to your child in the night |
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Nothing is all black but then nothing is all white? |
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How do you say it will all be alright |
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When you know that it mightn't be true? |
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What do you do? |
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Careful the things you say, |
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Children will listen. |
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Careful the things you do, |
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Children will see. |
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And learn. |
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Children may not obey, |
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But children will listen. |
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Children will look to you |
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For which way to turn, |
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To learn what to be. |
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Careful before you say, |
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'Listen to me.' |
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Children will listen. |
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Careful the wish you make, |
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Wishes are children. |
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Careful the path they take, |
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Wishes come true, |
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Not free. |
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Careful the spell you cast, |
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Not just on children. |
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Sometimes the spell may last |
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Past what you can see |
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And turn against you... |
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Careful the tale you tell. |
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That is the spell. |
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Children will listen... |
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How can you say to a child who's in flight, |
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Don't slip away and I won't hold so tight? |
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What can you say that no matter how slight won't be misunderstood? |
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What do you leave to your child when you're dead |
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Only what ever you put in its head |
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Things that your mother and father had said |
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Which were left to them too. |
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Careful what you say, children will listen |
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Careful you do it too, children will see and learn. |
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Oh! |
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Guide them but step away, |
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Children will glisten. |
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Temper with what is true |
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And children will turn, |
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If just to be free. |
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Careful before you say, |
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'Listen to me.' |
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Children will listen... |
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Children will listen! |
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Children, children will listen |
