From the recording LAYERS
The singer songwriter emerges from his cave, sees his shadow and goes back in for six weeks.
Lyrics
Great big squeeze from the little one
Grudging hug from the middle one
Old one joins me on the couch
Making sure that we touch
You don’t know what it means to me
You don’t know ‘bout the things I see
You don’t know what it means to me
To be loved
To be loved