Empathy

Dad, you dropped a bomb on me When I was 30 You said you got by without a father So you figured why should I have one Okay, okay, it made me wonder though Can you get by without a son? Every night, I got to lift a glass to your honesty Every night, I got to lift a glass to your honesty I remember the day I earned your respect I showed you a 3,000 dollar check From a show in New York City Let me tell you something you never knew Dad, I'm just like you Although they're in the middle I added these lines last I don't know if they're true Now I'm pushing 60 With two kids of my own I wonder what they'll think of me When they're fully grown Broke my toe I couldn't go To the father-daughter dance, it broke her heart so It broke my heart so And I'm always screeching at my boy To do this or that But when I got back from the road, he hugged me so hard I lost my hat And now my daughter, she makes beauty My son makes empathy Yeah, my daughter, she makes beauty My son makes empathy So, so, so much So much more than me So, so much beauty So much empathy So much more than me And there's two things I've recently come to know Dad, I know your heart was broken long ago And the two things that I've come to know The two pieces of your heart rendered so Rendered so Rendered so