When you look into the mirror Tell me what do you see Do you see the hand that feeds you? Or just another mouth to feed? You were a baby in a basket Left on the front lawn But you grew into a stallion Couldn't keep it in the barn Future stallion in a basket Couldn't keep you in the barn When you look into the future Tell me what do you see Do you see the flame out early Or does it burn eternally You were a baby in a basket Left on the front lawn But you grew too big to mask it Then the stallion left the barn Baby in a basket Stallion in the barn You were just a baby in a basket Went on to bigger farms Future stallion in a basket Now my baby left the barn