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Memories of I was a little boy, four years old,
for my daddy to come home,
And now I into the eyes of my own son,
Wondering he's thinking of,
Waiting at the window I come home.
Watch his fill up with joy and wonder.
He reaches out his hand;
I feel the 'tween boy and man.
Memories of my mom cryin', my daddy gone for at a time,
Not knowing how to her,
Facin' my pillow, not to hear.
Now I write this letter to my boy.
I'm far away, not knowing really to say
Except, "I'm sorry, oh so sorry."
I don't want to these same
my daddy made with me.
Still his voice off my tongue
I say, "Boy, protect your mom."
Memories of my wife on the phone
Wonderin' I'm coming home.
My sounds detached and cold,
me of someone that I knew;
He had a funny
I needed him to be
All the things a daddy could be to me.
And I don't want to the same
Mistakes my made with me.
Still his voice rolls off my
I say, "Not now, I'm busy son."
Memories of lying in bed with my and son,
Overwhelmed by so love,
Tryin' to how a man can cry
Yet be happy,
of all the dumb mistakes I've made.
Now I understand my father's
He did the best what he knew.
I you daddy.
I my son fall asleep
And what he'll think of me
When years now he sees his son
Reachin' out his tiny for love.
all songs transcribed by Sean