Mr. T

The first time I saw my baby Began to walk It made me look Now he can talk And the last time I phone my baby It made him cry And it made me cry Now I know why 'Cause he's starting to understand the meaning of love No, I can't talk to my baby On the telephone When we're not at home And he's all alone Oh, but I know what's going on in his mind When we're away He like to say Come home to stay And he's starting to understand the meaning of love Yes, he's starting to understand the meaning of love I wish I knew my own two sons when there were like him Oh, but memories are there When he holds me tight, then we share a kiss Oh, I wonder was it like this And sometimes I think my baby Is a wise, old man He helps me understand My little friend And I am starting to understand the meaning of love Yes, I am starting to understand the meaning of love Yes, I am starting to understand the meaning of love Yes, I am starting to understand the meaning of love And I am starting to understand the meaning of love Yes, I am starting to understand the meaning of love