A Card for Both of You

Mum has got the address book Dad has found his favourite pen The same two robins on the cards From the box we bought back then You tell me who has moved this year And who has had a son Dad writes sideways in the margins Till the space has all but gone

Here's a card for both of you With more than "lots of love" For remembering what I told you For the questions when I call For the way you keep on asking Till I tell you how I am Merry Christmas, Mum and Dad I'm so glad to be your son

I was always in a hurry Signed my name and caught the train You'd have written half a letter By the time I'd found your names Now I sit and write beside you While the Christmas records play You ask about the friend from work I mentioned back in May

Here's a card for both of you With more than "lots of love" For remembering what I told you For the questions when I call For the way you keep on asking Till I tell you how I am Merry Christmas, Mum and Dad I'm so glad to be your son

You remember which exam it was And the flat I couldn't heat Dad came round with draught excluders Mum brought something I could eat I was trying to be grown up You were careful not to fuss Now I know that being grown Can mean admitting that was love

Here's a card for both of you And I've filled the other side With the things I should have written All the other Christmas times You can put it on the mantel With the snowman and the stars Merry Christmas, Mum and Dad I've been lucky from the start

With more than "lots of love" And all the love I've got