Slow Leaves - Try Again in the Morning Lyrics

TRY AGAIN IN THE MORNING
Finally you've gone to bed, I can catch my breath
I know I sometimes hold you up to standards that aren't fair
I'm still finding treasures that I didn't know were there
I used to wake to pitter patter footsteps on the rug
A little hand upon my face looking for mom
You'd feel for whiskers then climb to the other side of the bed
And a fact is just a fact
What you give, you get right back
And there's a way to play each hand that you're given
If I don't always get it right when you're turning out the light
I hope you know I'm going to try again in the morning
The twinkle in your eye when you know you've made me mad
And I lose my temper knowing I fell into a trap
I want to be a better dad, I've got pain of my own
Oftentimes your mom was right, I'm willing to concede
When she let you watch Jurassic Park, I disagreed
Many nights I'd wake to chase the raptors from your dreams
And a fact is just a fact
What you give, you get right back
And there's a way to play each hand that you're given
If I don't always get it right when you're turning out the light
I hope you know I'm going to try again in the morning
I watch you through the window as you play out in the yard
Taking breaks for candy that you've hidden in your fort
Soon I'll just be hoping that you're home right after dark
There's rips in all your jeans and bruises on your shins
You're stubborn when you want to be and nobody wins
Sometimes I forget how much I'm just like him
And a fact is just a fact
What you give, you get right back
And there's a way to play each hand that you're given
And I hope that you'll know sometimes love is hard to show
I'm going to try again tomorrow

TRY AGAIN IN THE MORNING
Finally you've gone to bed, I can catch my breath
I know I sometimes hold you up to standards that aren't fair
I'm still finding treasures that I didn't know were there
I used to wake to pitter patter footsteps on the rug
A little hand upon my face looking for mom
You'd feel for whiskers then climb to the other side of the bed
And a fact is just a fact
What you give, you get right back
And there's a way to play each hand that you're given
If I don't always get it right when you're turning out the light
I hope you know I'm going to try again in the morning
The twinkle in your eye when you know you've made me mad
And I lose my temper knowing I fell into a trap
I want to be a better dad, I've got pain of my own
Oftentimes your mom was right, I'm willing to concede
When she let you watch Jurassic Park, I disagreed
Many nights I'd wake to chase the raptors from your dreams
And a fact is just a fact
What you give, you get right back
And there's a way to play each hand that you're given
If I don't always get it right when you're turning out the light
I hope you know I'm going to try again in the morning
I watch you through the window as you play out in the yard
Taking breaks for candy that you've hidden in your fort
Soon I'll just be hoping that you're home right after dark
There's rips in all your jeans and bruises on your shins
You're stubborn when you want to be and nobody wins
Sometimes I forget how much I'm just like him
And a fact is just a fact
What you give, you get right back
And there's a way to play each hand that you're given
And I hope that you'll know sometimes love is hard to show
I'm going to try again tomorrow