Something Like This

I was born six pound, nine ounces, cold November mornin' She'd been waitin' for this My mother's only son, but who'd have known that 12 months later She'd have gave her last kiss, left a man and five kids? If it was up to me to write this story God knows I wouldn't start it like this We took what we were given, didn't know much different Yeah, we made the most out of it I guess that's how the cards were dealt Wish I could tell my younger self I'd end up like this, with a wife and two kids If I had the chance to take him by the hand I'd probably show him somethin' like this And oh, my, my I throw my hands up to the sky If somebody told me that I could dream the boldest I think I'd hope for somethin' like this I saw an apparition of her dancin' in the kitchen Oh, don't play me like this (ooh) I thought I must be sleepin', but on second thoughts I couldn't even dream about this, thought it didn't exist Not sure I was ready to believe it Until you showed me somethin' like this And oh, my, my I throw my hands up to the sky If somebody told me that I could dream the boldest I think I'd hope for somethin' like this And oh, my, my I'd never noticed so much sky If somebody told me that I could dream the boldest I think I'd hope for somethin' like this I was born six pound, nine ounces, cold November mornin'