I know what you're thinking - I know what I thought
I didn't want to have one as much as I didn't want to not
I know the clock is ticking - and there's no time for talk
When I felt the kicking the race was on - but I walked
But if there's something more that I can do to make me more of you
Then I know I have to try
Or he wouldn't have your face
And he wouldn't have your eyes
And I wouldn't think of you
Every time I see him smile
Some snap into action - Some just flat refuse
But in the end they're all the same because they are forced to choose
Which is when you win or lose
A silly love song would've been just that
Like a rhyme with violet's hue
If I plagiarized a page on your eyes it would still be true
But it really wouldn't do
But if there's something more that I can do to make me more of you
Then I know I have to try
Or he wouldn't have your face
And he wouldn't have your eyes
And he wouldn't know my name
And he wouldn't be our child
Second thoughts, they were the first thing that came to my mind
My foresight needed glasses and a kick in the behind
I love all the parts of him and who he'll turn into
But most of all I love the part that gave me more of you
If there's something more that I can do...
Or he wouldn't have your face
And he wouldn't be so wise
And I wouldn't think of you
And he wouldn't have his mother's eyes