Spring has come and brought me these daffodils and lily leaves I place them all upon your chest I knew that it would come to this I’ve watched your skin and bones give out Wincing at the pain you’ve felt Helpless son I am to you If only science had a clue
Leaning on whats left of you Tell me all about your youth
The boys you kissed The men you knew The places that were dear to you
And when the cancer ate your bones you fought for life and you came home If that’s not love then I don’t know
Spell it out in great detail And I wanna know about myself
Was I the son you’d always hoped? A worthy one, a spawn of both a working man and the girl he loved
Are you proud of me? Have I done enough?
Did I break your heart when I left the house the moment I was old enough?
I only wanted you to see That I could make a man of me
And I’ll keep you close with all my might And I’ll always call you back on time And I’ll always try to be polite Always