If You Were Alive

What a nice boy, trying to make me love what was lost He stares into the void, glances at his daddy's watch What time do we leave for vacation? He asks But his mommy tells him just to relax He won't relax With empowering eyes and funny disguises He likes the sound of singing voices Playing in the yard with his plastic cars and Laughing loudly to engine noises Little, little, boy If you were alive Would we get along, or would I make you cry? Little, little, boy If you were alive Would we get along, or would I make you cry? I will hold his hand as we walk across the street That's what mama says to do, each single day of the week He tries to get loose and play at the playground But his jacket's lost, so we head for the lost and found It was never found With empowering eyes and funny disguises He likes the sound of singing voices Playing in the yard with his plastic cars and Laughing loudly to engine noises Little, little, boy If you were alive Would we get along, or would I make you cry? Little, little, boy If you were alive Would we get along, or would I make you cry? Little, little, boy If you were alive Would we get along, or would I make you cry? Little, little, boy If you were alive Would we get along, or would I make you cry? Would we get along, or would I make you cry?