Lyric Heart To Heart

I watched him throw his oatmeal bowl
Halfway across the kitchen floor
His momma said don t let me see you do that anymore

And he let loose with a cup of orange juice
Right down the back of her dress
Without a doubt she lined him out
Then cleaned up the mess

Now he is just a chip off of the old block
Just like me we keep her on her toes a lot

But when he cries she ll match him tear for tear
When he laughs she ll grin from ear to ear
When he s wrong they ll stand there face to face
She can put him in his place
Side by side and hand in hand
She ll talk with daddy s little man
He knows that she s done her part
I m watching God s love grow
Heart to heart

He ll grow to be six foot three
Yeah he s gonna be just like me
He ll be tall and play football
But he ll always be a momma s boy

And when he cries she ll match him tear for tear
When he laughs she ll grin from ear to ear
When he s wrong they ll stand there face to face
She can put him in his place
Side by side and hand in hand
She ll talk with daddy s little man
He knows that she s done her part
I m watching God s love grow
Heart to heart