Whatever God was hiding up his sleeve, I thank him he found me
I was born, weighing in as the heaviest baby 7th January 1970
When I was older I found that out to be a bit of a surprise
With no lies, I think I must have been 20 before I realised
11lb 8, my mother told me, son, you\'ll grow up nice and smart
But when I did I did it wrong but thought it right then fell apart
It took some years to understand that this world and I felt alone
But that didn\'t matter much, rather, I\'d rather be on my own
Before I knew it I liked myself too much with a head full of tears
Strangers mingled round the same old pub filling up more beers
My face I quite took fancy to, I love the little mole on my cheek
With my curly hair and a smile, I revealed my crooked teeth
So the years strolled over towards me as life was playing up
I walked my road, I took the gamble but it never gave enough
See kisses in my sky which I wondered if they were for me
They disappeared so I looked even higher but I still couldn\'t see
I carried on regardless always letting my feet read my way
Gone passed that place twice now so I tried on other days
Tracks were dirty, the road was rough, then it got even tougher
My friends died off and I even lost my wife which made me suffer
My heart was torn, wished I wasn\'t born, it felt really bad
But the glad thing is I always believed I\'d never been sad
Along the highway, I headed home the place I\'m supposed to be
Looking back I have regrets and I forget them, but that\'s just me