My Complicated Melody ( For Elijah)

My joy comes in the form of my son
A tiny extension of me
and i am his mother
I am the keeper of his dreams

Id give him the world
If only it were mine to give
and Id fill it with wonders & knowledge
So that he may prosper and live

He gives me so much love
That I have to bottle and freeze it
and when I look into those pretty brown eyes
I know that he really means it.

He's my complicated melody
My cacophonous harmony
My wild child so
I would never try to sing him on key
and instead of the world,
This little brown baby boy means the entire solar system to me

If he wanted to be a super-hero
Id buy him a cape & mask
and pretend to be a villain
All he'd have to do is ask

I do anything for him
to give him what i never had
If it means being overseas another year
even if it makes him a little sad

Id do it...For him.