Were you looking for me
Or was I looking out for you
I'm just a boy up in a tree
Hoping you'd find me
I got my arrow, got my bow
We bought it that cold morning
I couldn't lose it if I tried
It's got my name on it
I was old enough to know
Old enough to see your tears
I should have told you long ago
It's not your fault, mum
He packed his car and left us both
Turned the corner headed south
Crossed the border
Started over life without us
And I'm glad I had you then
Just like I'm glad to have you now
You kept me warm in all those
Northern city winters
We started over, you and I
We've got a family of our own
And life is hard
But I'm so glad it's hard with your, mum