I gotta take ya from your man that's my mission;
If his love is real he gotta handle competition.
I wonder one day - could it be? Simple dreams turnin' into reality.
That seems to be enough to satisfy your needs,
but there's a deeper level if you just follow my lead.
When love fell away to a dim, dark abyss -
along left that dream of such perfect bliss.
Consumed and depleted as the weathered sea,
a broken soul can be seen within me.
Daddy's hands are the meaning of security, and baby's hands are the evidence of purity.
Thinking back to the day baby came and how it changed the whole game - things ain't the same.
He was there for the birth and the first breath; not gonna miss the first words or the first steps.
Do his best to try to keep those tears off his face.
We ain't the same age but we in the same book, on the same page.
The breath of life, what is a man without a wife?
That's absurd - like a butcher without a knife.