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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tal Bachman
Tal Bachman
Vocals
Buck Johnson
Buck Johnson
Background Vocals
Lance Porter
Lance Porter
Drums
Chris Wyse
Chris Wyse
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tal Bachman
Tal Bachman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tal Bachman
Tal Bachman
Producer
Bob Rock
Bob Rock
Producer
Brian Joseph Dobbs
Brian Joseph Dobbs
Recording Engineer
Mike Gillies
Mike Gillies
Additional Engineer
George Marino
George Marino
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

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
Writer(s): Talmage Bachman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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