To even think that I could teach you, When you already know so much. You'll know how much I'll need to hold you Every night as we fall asleep. You'll give me the blocks I need to build worlds And help me lay out the papers to Draw mazes down the long hallway. You'll bring me where I need to go. And I'll invent reasons not to be grateful. I won't appreciate the everyday struggle— You'll give me more than enough to survive, And you'll give me the space to dream. And I'll learn one day. I'll learn one day.