Lyrics He Don't Ask - Crystal Bowersox

He Don't Ask

There’s a set of tiny footprints
And a blank space on the paper
Where your name aught to be
I told him I would tell him later
The one and only picture
Of your son upon your shoulders
Used to sit beside his bed
Now there’s a little plastic superman instead
He don’t ask about you anymore
He ain’t waiting by the telephone
Or staring at his door
But somewhere inside he hides questions
I don’t have answers for
But he don’t ask about you anymore
I showed him how to throw a football
I taught him how to hit a nail
You’re teaching him how to run from problems
And that life’s no fairytale
We used to talk about you
When I’d tuck him in at night
Now he thanks god for all his blessings
His friends, his mom, and his bike
He don’t ask about you anymore
He ain’t waiting by the telephone
Or staring at his door
But somewhere inside he hides questions
I don’t have answers for
But he don’t ask about you anymore
But he’ll know how to treat a lady
He won’t ever leave his baby
He’s gonna be a hundred times the man
I always dreamed you’d be
Even if its all on me
He don’t ask about you anymore
He ain’t waiting by the telephone
Or staring at his door
But somewhere inside he hides questions
I don’t have answers for
But he don’t ask about you anymore