Dad Says It's Striking

How I Look Like You

And How We Share The Same Eyes

Yes, He Swears I'm Just A Smaller Form Of You



But Brittle Bones And A Wisp Of White Hair

Are All I See In That Old Rocking Chair



Tell Me, How Long Have You Been Around?

And How Long 'til You're Underground?

Tell Me, How Can A Son Be A Father,

A Mother A Daughter,

And I Be A Man Someday?

Well, I Wonder

Yes I Do, I Really Wonder



Could I Belong To Someone So Old, Who

Can Only Speak In Whispers

And Who Cannot Hear A Single Word I Say



You're A Man With A Quivering Hand

How We're Connected I Just Can't Understand



(Chorus)



But When I Think Of How You Smile

And The Way You Look At Me

It Isn't Hard To Recognize

That You Belong To Me, That You're A Part Of Me



Tell Me, How Can A Son Be A Father,

A Mother A Daughter,

And I Be A Man Someday?

Well, I Wonder

Yes I Do, I Really Wonder