I always knew you In your mothers arms I have called your name I've an idea Placed in your mind To be a better man I've made a crown for you Put it in your room And when the bride groom comes There will be noise There will be glad And a perfect bed
And when you write a poem I know the words, I know the sounds Before you write it down When you wear your clothes I wear them too, I wear your shoes And the jacket too I always knew you In your mothers arms I have called you son I've made amends Between father and son Or if you haven't one
Rest in my arms Sleep in my bed There's a design To what I did and said