If You Were Alive
What a nice boy, trying to make me love what was lost
He stares into the void, glances at his daddy's watch
What time do we leave for vacation? He asks
But his mommy tells him just to relax
He won't relax
With empowering eyes and funny disguises
He likes the sound of singing voices
Playing in the yard with his plastic cars and
Laughing loudly to engine noises
Little, little, boy
If you were alive
Would we get along, or would I make you cry?
Little, little, boy
If you were alive
Would we get along, or would I make you cry?
I will hold his hand as we walk across the street
That's what mama says to do, each single day of the week
He tries to get loose and play at the playground
But his jacket's lost, so we head for the lost and found
It was never found
With empowering eyes and funny disguises
He likes the sound of singing voices
Playing in the yard with his plastic cars and
Laughing loudly to engine noises
Little, little, boy
If you were alive
Would we get along, or would I make you cry?
Little, little, boy
If you were alive
Would we get along, or would I make you cry?
Little, little, boy
If you were alive
Would we get along, or would I make you cry?
Little, little, boy
If you were alive
Would we get along, or would I make you cry?
Would we get along, or would I make you cry?
He stares into the void, glances at his daddy's watch
What time do we leave for vacation? He asks
But his mommy tells him just to relax
He won't relax
With empowering eyes and funny disguises
He likes the sound of singing voices
Playing in the yard with his plastic cars and
Laughing loudly to engine noises
Little, little, boy
If you were alive
Would we get along, or would I make you cry?
Little, little, boy
If you were alive
Would we get along, or would I make you cry?
I will hold his hand as we walk across the street
That's what mama says to do, each single day of the week
He tries to get loose and play at the playground
But his jacket's lost, so we head for the lost and found
It was never found
With empowering eyes and funny disguises
He likes the sound of singing voices
Playing in the yard with his plastic cars and
Laughing loudly to engine noises
Little, little, boy
If you were alive
Would we get along, or would I make you cry?
Little, little, boy
If you were alive
Would we get along, or would I make you cry?
Little, little, boy
If you were alive
Would we get along, or would I make you cry?
Little, little, boy
If you were alive
Would we get along, or would I make you cry?
Would we get along, or would I make you cry?
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Writer(s): Clara Lars
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