I always knew you
In your mothers arms
I have called your name
I´ve an idea
Placed in your mind

To be a better man
I´ve made a crown for you
Put it in your room
And when the bride groom comes
There will be noise
There will be glad
And a perfect bed

And when you write a poem
I know the words, I know the sounds
Before you write it down
When you wear your clothes
I wear them too, I wear your shoes
And the jacket too
I always knew you
In your mothers arms
I have called you son
I´ve made amends

Between father and son
Or if you haven´t one

Rest in my arms
Sleep in my bed
There´s a design
To what I did and said