There comes a time when every bird has to fly
At some point every rose has to die
It's hard to let your children go, leave home, where they go, who knows?
Gettin' drunk, gettin' stoned all alone
Teach a man to fish, feed a man for life
Show your kids the truth, and hope they never lie
Instead of reading in a letter that they've gone to something better
Bet you're sorry now, I won't be coming home tonight.