Daddy's on the road
Mamas on the bottle
Baby's gonna be okay just a little bit troubled
So what's your story - What's your affliction
Did you hear the truth - Or a whole lot of fiction
Do you look at your hands and wish that you had more time
If you could go back - And stand under that tree
Would you forgive yourself - for your history
And is it worth the chance, a second dance coming round
Daddy's on the road
Mamas on the bottle
Baby's gonna be okay just a little bit troubled
He sees the mirror and stops to admire
But can't remember how he looked as a child
Do we try to retrace - or try to replace it now
If I could go back - And stand under that tree
Would I forgive myself - for my history
And is it worth the chance, a second dance coming now
Daddy's on the road
Mamas on the bottle
Baby's gonna be okay just a little bit troubled