dad says it's striking 
how i look like you 
and how we share the same eyes 
yes he swears i'm just a smaller form of you 

but brittle bones and a wisp of white hair 
are all i see in that old rocking chair 

tell me how long have you been around 
and how long ?til you're underground 
tell me how can a son be a father 
a mother a daughter 
and i be a man someday 
well i wonder 
yes i do i really wonder 

could i belong to someone so old who 
can only speak in whispers 
and who cannot hear a single word i say 

you're a man with a quivering hand 
how we're connected i just can't understand 

chorus 

but when i think of how you smile 
and the way you look at me 
it isn't hard to recognize 
that you belong to me that you're a part of me 

tell me how can a son be a father 
a mother a daughter 
and i be a man someday 
well i wonder 
yes i do i really wonder