Ron Sexsmith
Ron Sexsmith
Ron Sexsmith
Ron Sexsmith
Ron Sexsmith
Ron Sexsmith
Ron Sexsmith
Ron Sexsmith
Ron Sexsmith
Ron Sexsmith
Ron Sexsmith
Ron Sexsmith
Ron Sexsmith
Michael and his dad sitting at a table in the corner
Reading the want ads sprawled across the table in the corner
And there is no time to play, all the signs seem to say
It takes much more than love
It takes much more than love
Michael and his dad live in an apartment in the basement
Sitting by the rad in this cold and damp apartment in the basement
Where the sun does not come through and all the bills are overdue
It takes much more than love
It takes much more than love
When making do
Mother's gone away to the land of safe keeping
Michael walking from the grave
Says, "Dad, she's only sleeping"
Michael and his dad sitting on a bench beside the playground
They take each other's hand
And head towards the sandbox in the playground
And there a castle's made for two, the sun is high, the sky is blue
It takes much more than love
It takes much more than love
It takes two
Michael and his dad