When you look into the mirror
Tell me what do you see
Do you see the hand that feeds you?
Or just another mouth to feed?
You were a baby in a basket
Left on the front lawn
But you grew into a stallion
Couldn't keep it in the barn
Future stallion in a basket
Couldn't keep you in the barn
When you look into the future
Tell me what do you see
Do you see the flame out early
Or does it burn eternally
You were a baby in a basket
Left on the front lawn
But you grew too big to mask it
Then the stallion left the barn
Baby in a basket
Stallion in the barn
You were just a baby in a basket
Went on to bigger farms
Future stallion in a basket
Now my baby left the barn
