Some are lucky, some are wise Some will never get left behind I was sailing as I left my harbor I was leaving little things, love That make you want to Some are winning, some learn to fight What the father teaches, and what is right You were crying as I left your fight Oh it's these little things, love, that make me right Oh and he has his mother's last name Takes the world in vain Has me on my knees Pretending that I Came home to die for this I will never, no I will never Some are wicked and some will take hold That they are stronger now and never touch Those... But he is weak when she comes around Oh it's these little things, love, they bring me down Oh and he has his mother's last name Takes the world in vain Has me on my knees Pretending that I Came home to die for this I will never, no, I will never I will never, no, I will never Oh it's these little things, love They bring me home, love