John & Lydia

Standing in the back of the delivery room Watching the love of your life go under Your old man had plans and never visited you Now you wonder how you'll ever be a father When I was 15 you were 55 And I got tall and we never saw eye to eye Now that you're older I got empathy And you look like the man that I'm gonna be And did I grow up into someone that you like? I know the people you learned from told you it was all black and white The things that were shaping you are things that are shaping me And we both know you can't run from family But would we have been friends if we'd been born at the same time? Maybe in another life On your way home from the delivery room Holding the love of your life in a bundle You were the invisible kid from a litter of six Your dream was just to be a mother When I was 15 you told me everything Whole bunch of heavy shit that I couldn't process Now that I'm older I got empathy You were tryin' like hell to connect with me Did I grow up into someone that you like? I know the people you learned from told you it was all black and white The things that were shaping you are things that are shaping me And we both know you can't run from family But would we have been friends if we had been born at the same time? Maybe in another life We could go out sometime Watch the game, get a burger and fries Get high, smoke you out Maybe in another life I could be some guy That you lean on when you're having doubts Maybe in another life Did I grow up into someone that you like? I know the people you learned from told you that it was black and white Things are shaping you, now they're shaping me And I'm so glad we're family Would we have been friends if we were born at the same time?