Возможно, не в том топе пишу, если что не так, перенесите, пожалуйста.

Вспомнилась тут старая песня, я ее слушала, когда в школе в старших классах училась, году этак в 1994.И слезы на глаза навернулись - не хочу, чтобы со мной получилось так, как с героем песни этой! А смотрю на себя и вижу, что прихожу с работы и вместо того, чтобы поиграть с ребенком, бегу готовить ужин, или в магазин(правда, с ней вместе)...а она вертится вокруг меня, поиграть просит - а как, когда больше, кроме меня, некому делать эти дела?..Я очень стараюсь успеть все и вроде бы дочка меня понимает, но все равно совесть гложет. Поддержите меня, пожалуйста, мне кажется, я не одна такая работающая мама...

Собственно, песня:
My child arrived just the other day;
Came to the world in the usually way
But there were planes to catch and bills to pay.
He learned to walk while I was away.
He was talkin' 'fore I knew it.
And as he grew he said,
"I'm gonna be like you, Dad.
You know I'm gonna be like you."
Chorus :
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man on the moon.
"When you comin' home ?"
"Son, I don't know when.
We'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then."
Well, my son turned ten just the other day.
He said , "Thanks for the ball, Dad. Come on, let's play.
Could you teach me to throw ?" I said, "Not today.
I got a lot to do." He said, "That's okay."
And he walked away and he smiled and he said,
"You know,
I'm gonna be like him, yeah.
You know I'm gonna be like him."
Chorus
Well, he came from college just the other day,
So much like a man I just had to say,
"I'm proud of you. Could you sit for a while ?"
He shook his head and he said with a smile,
"What I'd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys.
See you later. Can I have them please ?"
Chorus :
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man on the moon.
"When you comin home, Son ?"
"I don't know when.
We'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then."
I've long since retired, my son's moved away.
I called him up just the other day.
"I'd like to see you, if you dont mind."
He said, "I'd love to, Dad, if I could find the time.
You see my new job's a hassle and the kids have the flu,
But it's sure nice talkin' to you, Dad.
It's been sure nice talkin' to you."
And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me,
He'd grown up just like me.
My boy was just like me.