His early morning attitude
He is always up well before dawn
Only poached eggs will do
He gets that from me
He looks at me with those blue grey eyes
He’s got me in the palm of his hands
And I swear sometimes
It’s just like you are here with me
He smiles that little crooked smile
There’s no denying he’s your child
Without him I don’t know what I’d do
He gets that from you
How he loves your old minatures
He’s taught himself to play
He melts my heart, tells me he loves me everyday
He gets that from you
He cracks a joke at the perfect time
Makes me laugh when I want to cry
That boy is everything to me
He gets that from you
This morning I heard him pray
‘I worry ‘bout Mummy, I want to help make troubles go away
And make sure daddy is going to be okay.
He says he sure misses you.
He gets that from me.
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