I watch my son through a window so old It is held together only by dirt He's pulling crabgrass out of the sunlit ground And putting it into his favorite shirt
My baby boy He's got her laugh, her smile Now only my hand to hold My baby boy He's got her eyes, her heart Her strength to withstand My baby boy He's got her laugh, her smile Now only my hand to hold My baby boy He's got her eyes, her heart Her strength to withstand
And the loss to a young boy becomes the glare of a young man I can't make him know to grieve, only hold his trembling hand
I've never been sure just how to warn him Of the dirtiness in a proper man As I look upon his mother's urn I'm not sure he understands
My baby boy He's got her laugh, her smile Now only my hand to hold My baby boy He's got her eyes, her heart Her strength to withstand My baby boy He's got her laugh, her smile Now only my hand to hold My baby boy He's got her eyes, her heart Her strength to withstand
And the loss to a young boy becomes the glare of a young man I can't make him know to grieve, only hold his trembling hand
My baby boy He's got her laugh, her smile Now only my hand to hold My baby boy He's got her eyes, her heart Her strength to withstand My baby boy He's got her laugh, her smile Now only my hand to hold My baby boy He's got her eyes, her heart Her strength to withstand
And the loss to a young boy becomes the glare of a young man I can't make him know to grieve, only hold his trembling hand Only hold his trembling hand Only hold his trembling handTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.