Baby Me
I wish you weren't so far away from me
I wish you were closer than you are, oh
Are we just supposed to live like make believe?
Hold you while I'm gazing at the stars
Grandpa watching videos of baby me
Looking at his picture on the wall
I know when I pray the things you say to me
I know you're not really very far
In this life, we have one
We have one of every one under the sun
Nothing more, 'til it's done
In my dreams, there is a place where no one even needs a gun
All us people make me sick
I hate the way that we've become
Tell me God, is there another way that I can be your son
I'm so high, it isn't fun (I'm so high, it isn't fun)
I'm so high, it isn't fun (I'm so high, it isn't fun)
I'm so high, it isn't fun (I'm so high, it isn't fun)
Flying over there
I can see myself and I just fall apart
LSD on popsicles
Floating slowly, hold me closely
I might fly away (I might fly away)
I might fly away (I might fly away)
I might fly away (I might fly away)
I might fly away
I wish you weren't so far away from me
I wish you were here inside of my arms
Are we just supposed to live like make believe?
Hold you while we're laying in the car
Grandpa's watching videos of baby me
While I'm looking at his picture on the wall
I know when I pray the things you say to me
I know you're not really very far
Me and momma watching videos of baby me
I wish you were closer than you are, oh
Are we just supposed to live like make believe?
Hold you while I'm gazing at the stars
Grandpa watching videos of baby me
Looking at his picture on the wall
I know when I pray the things you say to me
I know you're not really very far
In this life, we have one
We have one of every one under the sun
Nothing more, 'til it's done
In my dreams, there is a place where no one even needs a gun
All us people make me sick
I hate the way that we've become
Tell me God, is there another way that I can be your son
I'm so high, it isn't fun (I'm so high, it isn't fun)
I'm so high, it isn't fun (I'm so high, it isn't fun)
I'm so high, it isn't fun (I'm so high, it isn't fun)
Flying over there
I can see myself and I just fall apart
LSD on popsicles
Floating slowly, hold me closely
I might fly away (I might fly away)
I might fly away (I might fly away)
I might fly away (I might fly away)
I might fly away
I wish you weren't so far away from me
I wish you were here inside of my arms
Are we just supposed to live like make believe?
Hold you while we're laying in the car
Grandpa's watching videos of baby me
While I'm looking at his picture on the wall
I know when I pray the things you say to me
I know you're not really very far
Me and momma watching videos of baby me
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Writer(s): Joshua Hamilton
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