
Sung by Perry Como
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?
When did he grow to be so tall?
Wasn't it yesterday that they were small?
Sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset! Swiftly flow the days,

Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers,
Blossoming even as they gaze . . .
Sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset!
Swiftly fly the years,

One season following another, laden with happiness and tears . . .
( sunrise,
sunset, sunrise, sunset . . . )
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