Reach Out

Son, open up your eyes
Take a breath, it’s alright to cry
We have a home for you
A wooden cradle in your room
We papered the walls Superman blue

And if you miss the angels, your mother will be there
Take a look around you, son, everybody loves you here

So reach out your hand, I think I saw you smile
I’ve never felt so humbled in the presence of a child
So reach out your hand
And remember if you’re president
or follow in my footsteps as an ordinary man
To mother, to me, to God reach out your hand

Son, welcome home
Within these walls, you’ll never feel alone
We’ll tuck you in and kiss your cheek
We will lift you when you weep
Say a prayer and sing you fast asleep

This gallery reminds us of our family looking down
I wish they could meet you, son
I’m sure they couldn’t be more proud

So reach out your hand, I think I saw you smile
I’ve never felt so humbled in the presence of a child
So reach out your hand
And remember if you’re president
or follow in my footsteps as an ordinary man
To mother, to me, to God reach out your hand

You’ll never know the love I feel until you have your own
When my little boy is grown
You’ll say this when you welcome him home

Reach out your hand, I know I saw you smile
I’ve never felt so humbled in the presence of a child
So reach out your hand
And remember if you’re president
or follow in my footsteps as an ordinary man
To mother, to me, to God reach out your
To mother, to me, to God reach out your
To mother, to me, to God reach out your hand