My son my sun

I always think I have had enough
And then the tables
Turn on me again

3 lovers have left this
Earth for a better
Place

And I think I have had enough
When the sun of my life
And my favourite angel
Comes visiting

We dine and joke and do the
Cleaning
Washing
At my home and his
My son is all I have

And that is sufficient
Because he is thankful
I am thankful
That the bad times
Have turned to good

We go on hoping that
It will continue
To be a blessed time

A blessed time

For both of us