You had the Love of a creator before I was born
That ultrasound was of a son to be the light of your world
October came, you were still alone
My mother just couldn't let go, but you understood
You even handed her the blanket that you made for me in hope,
My little body would be yours to hold
You know that blanket was the blanket that kept me warm?
L think today it's still the blanket that continues to keep me warm
Because I get cold when I think of him

But my mother's heart fell back into the hands of a man,
The one who embraced me with Love and no questions asked
"We're all just children of God" he said
And I don't carry his blood but I know enough,
To know that I don't need science to feel undying love
My whole life and three brothers makes me a son

And as for you I know this is the bond we share,
I remain right here while you're somewhere out there
But you will always be right here
The irony is in the fact that you and my old man
Parallel in a theme too hard for me to understand
You both loved me more than my father ever did

Love puts forth a hand to hold,
While blood walks out, runs far too cold to love