This Lyric is: #218

"YOU MAY NEVER HIT A HOMERUN"
(c)2002 Jeff Armstrong

What's in your mind little child
Do you perceive things as I do
Is it organized or wild
Or does it have a diff'rent hue
They've labeled you with autism
But that's a word and nothing more
Lights shine brightly through your prism
With many colors I adore

(chorus)
You may never hit a homerun
Or drive it for a hole-in-one
Design a rocket to the stars
Or even drive a motor car
Still you are perfect in my eyes
So precious like a lullaby
You may never hit a homerun
Doesn't matter....I love you son

So many sounds come from your mouth
I often don't know what they mean
Are they just your thoughts out loud
Or are you trying to talk to me
Today you ate a diff'rent food
Last night you said a brand new word
These bring me joy as nothing could
Now other things just seem absurd

(chorus)
You may never hit a homerun
Or drive it for a hole-in-one
Design a rocket to the stars
Or even drive a motor car
Still you are perfect in my eyes
So precious like a lullaby
You may never hit a homerun
Doesn't matter....I love you son

There are times when I feel helpless
And wonder what it's all about
I'll give it up to God and trust
Now I'm a better man, no doubt
What's in your future, I don't know
The obstacles that you may see
I'm honored son to watch you grow
True champion you will always be

(chorus)
You may never hit a homerun
Or drive it for a hole-in-one
Design a rocket to the stars
Or even drive a motor car
Still you are perfect in my eyes
So precious like a lullaby
You may never hit a homerun
Doesn't matter....I love you son

[This message has been edited by blakeh (edited 09-01-2002).]