I heard you come home late last night, the screen door slammed so loud,
You're banging into the walls again, you've been out with the drinking crowd;
I crept in to make sure you're still breathing, as if you were six months old,
Then I covered you up with a blanket, so you wouldn't catch a cold.
The markings on the door jam now, are way above my head,
Like the colour scheme on the bathroom wall, when you dyed your long hair red;
The radio played three hours of power, you were blissfully unaware,
While I stood in the door like a stranger wondering if you know I care.

Your baby face is sprouting baby hairs Life's been different since you moved downstairs
Your feet stick out beneath the quilt, You've had since you were five
It just seems like yesterday I was watching you arrive
Your baby voice has gone, it's turned so deep
Kurt Cobain looks down on you, and watches as you sleep,
We're watching as you sleep.

You've left the fridge door open wide, the way you always do,
The telephone rings incessantly, and every call's for you,
I guess the girls find you intriguing, with those rings in your ears and your nose,
You've got your mother's strong dark looks, and half your father's clothes.
Where did those sixteen years go, and where the hell was I?
I should have watched you growing up, but the whole thing passed me by,
I worked too hard, too long and then, came home when you're asleep,
That's where I picked up this habit, of watching as you sleep.

Your baby face is sprouting baby hairs
Life's been different since you moved downstairs
Your feet stick out beneath the quilt,
You've had since you were five
It just seems like yesterday I was watching you arrive
Your baby voice has gone, it's turned so deep
Kurt Cobain looks down on you, and watches as you sleep,
We're watching as you sleep.
Dreaming the dreams of the innocent
We're watching as you sleep.