| You had the Love of a creator before I was born.
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| That ultrasound was of a son to be the light of your world.
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| October came, you were still alone.
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| My mother just couldn’t let go, but you understood.
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| You even handed her the blanket that you made for me in hope,
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| My little body would be yours to hold.
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| You know that blanket was the blanket that kept me warm?
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| I think today it’s still the blanket that continues to keep me warm.
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| Because I get cold when I think of him.
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| But my mother’s heart fell back into the hands of a man,
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| The one who embraced me with Love and no questions asked.
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| «We're all just children of God."he said.
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| And I don’t carry his blood but I know enough,
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| To know that I don’t need science to feel undying love.
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| My whole life and three brothers makes me a son.
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| And as for you I know this is the bond we share,
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| I remain right here while you’re somewhere out there.
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| But you will always be right here.
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| The irony is in the fact that you and my old man
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| Parallel in a theme too hard for me to understand.
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| You both loved me more than my father ever did.
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| Love puts forth a hand to hold,
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| While blood walks out, runs far too cold to love. |