Happy Birthday Darling

You were such a funny boy

An awful baby, Jamie

A terrible screamer, a beautiful dreamer

A looker out of windows

But whenever you would put your darling little hand in mine

There wouldn't be another proud as me to be your mother

It just felt right

Hold my hand

Are you still holding my hand?

Happy birthday, darling, nine

I can't believe it, seems like only yesterday

Since you came by to say your first hello

Hey, how about a little rock and roll?

Let's put some Beatles on the stereo

Have a Coca-Cola, buddy

Honey, all I know is you got it right from the start

Happy birthday, darling, fifteen

Can't believe it, here's your present

Yeah, my old typewriter

The one that you've been pining for

I read the book you lent me, it's so powerful

James Joyce, now there's a voice

Now when you write, my son

Make the choice, find your voice

Look down deep in your heart

Happy birthday, darling

Happy birthday, darling

And I'm worried about Micah

And the things he doesn't say

What with Daddy being away so much these days

Reach out to him, Jamie

'Cause he thinks that I don't love him like I love you

Happy birthday, darling, twenty-one

I can't believe it, graduation

English major, Ivy Leaguer's what you are

A new job at the Kansas Star

Paint word pictures if you can

Paint the portrait of the artist as a young man

Deep breath and follow your heart

Happy birthday, darling

Hold my hand

Happy birthday, darling

Happy birthday, darling