Stranded In Time

Early in the morning

When the sun is still asleep

Father drinks his cup of coffee

Kisses Mother on the cheek

Off to work he goes

What he does nobody knows

But he's sure to bring home money every week.

Time when he and Mother were young

Now those days are departed

Now he's left brokenhearted

Stranded in time

They dote upon the children

Like some characters in plays

As if nearness to their youngers

Would recall their golden days

And Father sold the looking glass

That once stood in the hall

And now Mother tends to tell the time

By pictures on the wall

Times when she would laugh in his arms

Are now vanished forever

Now they stand close together

Stranded in time