when you were a little bug
when you first looked at me
everything made sense
it was wonderful to be

there is no school
how to be a mother
i want to be cool
but I’m one of the others
who is looking
who tries
washing, cooking
without pretense and lies

first steps and words
everything had brightness
first sorrows and joys
everything had its lightness

there is no school
how to be a mother
i want to be cool
but I’m one of the others
who is looking
who tries
washing, cooking
without pretense and lies

your first love
your first broken heart
i was there
I was your part

there is no school
how to be a mother
i want to be cool
but I’m one of the others
who is looking
who tries
washing, cooking
without pretense and lies

today is the time
you don’t need my care
maybe i’m sad
maybe it’s not fair

But I’m happy
you are a great being
pure and nondescript
so go out into the world

there is no school
how to be a mother
i want to be cool
but I’m one of the others
who is looking
who tries
washing, cooking
without pretense and lies