Will It Be

I was born apart from my brothers And never felt a part of How do I teach things I never Can we create the outcome They grow so fast Staring out the window at a lemon tree Can't make it last I'm awake trying to sell a fucking t-shirt Waiting to see my boys Will it be my boys Waiting to see my boys Will it be Maybe I came from a different place Never felt a part of What do I do to prepare for you Something more than I have They grow so fast Staring out the window at a freight train Can't make it last I'm awake singing songs to some other kids Waiting to see my boys Will it be my boys Waiting to see my boys Will it be