1. 2am

From the recording Long Story Short


Dear Son, what a joy it is
God blesses us with our kids
You're in my lap smiling up at me
You talk, but I don't know what you're saying
And I think back
To when you were born
I was scared, but we did just fine

And I love every minute with you
Even at 2 o'clock in the morning
And you think that as I grow
You'll miss me now
Because you think I won't
Need you the same way
But I'll always need you

Thirty-two years, how time flew
All grown up now thanks to you
I can relatively sing in tune
I talk, but I'm not sure what I'm saying
I've been that same kid
Who'd sit and listen
To all the music you'd play