she'll come to you in the summer sometime
she'll talk about things you don't understand
but you better keep to the matters at hand
before the whole damn thing unwinds
she don't wanna play basketball
there's no tellin' what she might do
before her doin' days are through
but right now she can't even crawl
your mother and i we did this act
in some hotel 'bout nine moths back
it's love that brings you here
a love that will not disappear
your brother and sister don't understand
how your tiny feet and your tiny hands
could carry the weight of a thousand earths