I'm planning something for you.
A big day, you were brought into the world.
I come home from work each day, with big plans for you.
It's always the little things though, the fact that I can remember when you were brought into this world, it matters, right?
We've been through a lot, the little things usually a cause to the effect. Sometimes I wish they didn't matter.
I've got big plans, but you can't even remember the year I was born.