i love my mother for all the things she's not

but mostly for who she is

i love my father for all the things he's thought

but really for the things he did

i love my piano though i wasn't ever taught

still i think i'm gonna live



all things to those who wait

take time to find your way

half the answers are there in your mistakes

even when you're wrong i think you're great



i love my brother he's always taking shit

he's just not like the other kids

i love my sister for always making things

she even made a brother out of me, sweet kid

i love this feeling like i've got something to give

you know i think i'm gonna live



all things to those who wait

take time to find your way

some will say the truth is not so plain

don't confuse your truth with your pain



you can take a line and say it isn't straight

but that ain't gonna change it's shape



i love my drummer and all the things he plays

i wrote it in half-time just to say thanks

i love my bassist represent the Western states

i think they sent an angel from the old Salt Lake

i love my guitarist his chops from outer space

he can make my three chords sound like eight



all the things to those who wait

take time to find your way

to all the bands who mean what they say:

it's not what you sell its what you make.

i love you stranger, it might not always show

there's a lot of good in you i know