Текст песни
Dearest brother
Do you hate me?
Are you alright?
I'm fine
Oh yes, I'm fine
Look
He's mine
My son
I can't believe he's mine
I've got your old clothes
He's gonna fit them
He's gonna fit them just right
I've got your records
He's gonna play them
He's gonna play them all night, all night
I've got them right here
I've saved it all
Nobody gets it but him
I've got your yearbooks
We're gonna read them
We're gonna read them out loud
I've got your baseballs
He's gonna make you
He's gonna make you so proud, so proud
I've got them right here
I've saved it all
Nobody gets it but him
It'll be like starting over
Like my life has just begun
What I thought I lost forever
Comes back in my son
It'll be like starting over
Only this time no mistakes
Just be the two of us
Keeping each other safe
And I won't ever leave you
And you won't ever leave me
I've got your boxes
Up in the attic
Locked in the closet
All yours, all yours
Your books and pictures
And posters and papers
And letters and airplanes
And trophies and medals
And old clothes
Your old clothes
I've got his old clothes
Up in the attic
You're gonna fit them just right
Just right
You're gonna fit them
You're gonna love them
You're gonna fit them
You're gonna love them
I've got his old clothes