Quarter past seven on Sunday morning
I'm hearing a voice asking me very softly
Are you already awake, dad?
Are you coming downstairs?
Do you have to work later on or are you free today?
And will you then go out with me for a little while?
Ohhh, time goes so fast
Only yesterday I saw her for the first time, she layed here in my arms
She is so beautiful and time looks so good on her
I blink my eyes and see how she's changed a little everytime
But no matter how big/old she may be
In my eyes she will always remain little
Quarter past seven on Sunday morning
I'm hearing the front door opening very quietly
And I fall asleep in peace, she is home
I prefered to pick her up myself, but she had asked me not to go stand there
In the meantime she knows the way home
And ohhh, time goes so fast
Only yesterday I saw her for the first time, she layed here in my arms
She is so beautiful and time looks so good on her
I blink my eyes and see how she's changed a little everytime
But no matter how big/old she may be
In my eyes she will always remain little
And sometimes, when I close my eyes for a little while
We walk together on the beach,
Her little hand in mine
And then, she stops time for a while
It is again like it used to be for a second
And she needs me again
I'm holding hold her
Like she was
I'm holding her
Quarter past seven on Sunday morning
She hears my voice waking her softly
Today it's your big day
She is so beautiful and time looks so good on her
I blink my eyes and see how her heart no belongs to someone else forever
But wherever she may be
In mind she is here with me
In my eyes she will always remain little