On the day you were born,
The angels began to sing,
On that warm fall day,
It had a new ring,
A baby is born,
A little brown eyed boy,
Oh the mischevious joy,
You will bring,
You'll get into a little trouble,
And you'll raise a little hell along the way,
But when you say, "I love you" it melts it all away.
Now, that baby isn't quite so little,
You're 6 years old today,
And every year on your birthday,
The angels still sing for you,
They celebrate our boy's day with us,
And they watch you grow and keep you safe,
You're 6 years old and full of questions,
You're 6 years old and full of wonder,
You raise a little hell from time to time,
And you fight with your cousin when the moment is not right,
But you still melt everything away when you say, "I love you,"
Only time can tell where you will go,
What you will do and who you will be,
Those kissed boo boos will scar over,
And you'll forget where they came from,
You'll fall in and out of love,
You'll break some hearts,
And have your heart broken, too,
And every year, the angels will still sing for you,
Celebrating another year of our boy,
Another year of our lives being a little more full,
Another year to remember the day you were born.
