My mother is going to Quadrangle
It used to be me who went off
To camp and boarding school and college
And now it's she.
I 'II send her cookies
And hope she writes on Sunday.
My mother is going to Quadrangle
And now it's I who will drive her there
Help her prepare
And meet her new peers
Now it's her turn to go off and have fun
And make new friends.
I hope she doesn't forget to write.
I 'II come to visit
And take her out to lunch