First Love - Garrett Smith, Hannah Smith

What’s in a voice?

Is it fate or a choice?

Can you choose what you see in a boy?

Is it a promise of love handed down from above?

Is it kindness, or guilt, or joy?

Well, you don’t have to look no further

It’s there, right in your hand

With arms open wide that’ll welcome you back

And a heart that will understand

It’s the kindness of a mother

In everything she does

It’s a comfort like no other

The world’s first and oldest love

From your first step to last, your present and your past

She will watch with a worried eye

And if you should fall, you just give out a call

And she’ll dry those tears when you cry

She’ll show you the face of a hero

And the person you want to be

She’ll fill your heart and mind with hope for the future

And the day will soon come when you’ll see: