I don't mind a lonely year or two Especially if I'm hoping that the lonely will bear fruit But give me half a childhood with a father like you And I would spend a lifetime not knowing what to do I can see that all the noise he makes It is making him; the less you give the more he takes Lessons from a child upon a throne Where the empty stops, you don't care, and I don't know ♪ The Robin finds a corner for her nest Where a mother's instincts for the safety find their rest Working as a team of two they feed Mouths crying out in a melody of need ♪ The instincts of a tiny little brain Anyone who's listening knows they put your heart to shame But I know you are not alone to blame Cause I have seen your son; I don't even know his name