Pop rock, Singer songwriter, laid back, medium tempo, mellow, sunny, carefree, relaxed, warm, friendly, Male vocals, electric guitar, organ, bass, drums, piano
Mommas gonna send you out in the world
Daddys gonna drive you there
Steppin up to that line of scrimmage
Never let them know youre scared
Mommas running the vacuum cleaner
Come help in here
Daddys reading alone outside
From a rocking chair
We dont know just how close we all are
Just how close we all have been
And tomorrow all our times could be wrong
We dont know
We dont know
If mommas gonna send you out in the world
Daddys gonna drive you there
Then youre gonna part from that special place
Know theres other fish out there
We dont know just how close we all are
Just how close we all have been
And tomorrow all our times could be wrong
We dont know
We dont know
We dont know just how close we all are
Just how close we all have been
And tomorrow all our times could be wrong
We dont know
We dont know