You're an artist
Drawing lines on the walls
I'm hoping that it comes off
But not until you talk
You're a bird watcher
Pointing up to the sky
Curious to the reason
Yet you can't ask why
Will you be by my side
When I get old and cannot say
That I loved the way you smiled
In those early days
You're a singer
Singing out loud and proud
You're the future
Teaching us all about now
You're hunting treasures
Laying there on the ground
Searching for the one
That will make us proud
Will you be by my side
When I get old and cannot say
That I loved the way you smiled
In those early days
Will you be by my side
When I get old and cannot say
That I loved the way you smiled
In those early days