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Babies bring their own bread

That's what my buddy told me

Just before you came into my life

Scared to death to be a father

Barely making ends meet

Worried you'd need something, I could not provide.

It makes me laugh to look back

It's crazy how things change

God I hope that one thing stays the same…

Keep your Friday mornings open

Don't ever get too busy, to meet me at the Waffle House for breakfast

It won't be long till life gets crazy

Finding time won't come easy

I'll pick up the check if you just meet me

I'm gonna need to see your face and let you know

All I ever want to be with you is close.

Now I'm looking up to you

Can't believe what you're becoming

We never missed a meal and we always had enough

The things scared me years ago are now my precious treasure

But babies don't keep, man they're always growing up

I'm scrolling through these pictures, trying to keep these memories new

There's just one thing I'd love for you to do

Who knows when we'll say our final goodbye

We'll keep moving on, keep building something strong

You might get to see me getting older, I'll get to see you live your dreams

I hope that there's generation

To carry on long after you and me