Mother will you sing to me,
something soft and something sweet.
I'm too old for a lullaby,
but I'll never be too old to cry, never be too old to cry.
Surely you know how I feel,
when life just finds ya standing still.
With a heart that is growing up,
with answers that may never come, answers that may never come.
And you say surely as the air we breathe,
you gotta lay it all at Jesus feet.
And only long enough to sing,
Nearer my God near to thee, she sang nearer my God to thee.
Mother will you sing to me,
something soft and sweet.
I'm too old for a lullaby,
but I'll never be too old to cry, never be too old to cry.
Never be too old, to cry.