Robby Berman - Tell Me

You get the gravy
And I'll get the rice
Get back in your chair, little one
That would be nice

I shoot you a smile, you say
"What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing at all," I say
Knowing it's true

Some days
I think I've failed at everything
And some days
I know for sure I have
But if you can name
A prize more meaningful
Something worth more
Than my girls around me...

Tell me
Tell, tell, tell, tell me
Tell me
Tell, tell, tell, tell me

From great expectations
Came great disappointments with time
I never imagined I'd find satisfaction in
Living such a normal life

You grab the coupons
And I'll get a cart
Climb up if you can, little one
Heart of my heart

To you it's a chore
But to me, I think not
I'm liking this world
As we roll through the lot

Now some days
It seems we're always struggling
And some days
I'm just no use at all
But if there's a
Saner cause for happiness
Half as profound
As my girls around me...

Tell me
Tell, tell, tell, tell me
Tell me
Tell, tell, tell, tell me

(Because I really want to know
Could there be anything at all?
How did I get so lucky
So very lucky)

Written by:
Robby Berman

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