i love my mother for all the things she's not   but mostly for who she is   i love my father for all the things he's thought   but really for the things he did   i love my piano though i wasn't ever taught   still i think i'm gonna live      all things to those who wait   take time to find your way   half the answers are there in your mistakes   even when you're wrong i think you're great      i love my brother he's always taking shit   he's just not like the other kids   i love my sister for always making things   she even made a brother out of me, sweet kid   i love this feeling like i've got something to give   you know i think i'm gonna live      all things to those who wait   take time to find your way   some will say the truth is not so plain   don't confuse your truth with your pain      you can take a line and say it isn't straight   but that ain't gonna change it's shape      i love my drummer and all the things he plays   i wrote it in half-time just to say thanks   i love my bassist represent the Western states   i think they sent an angel from the old Salt Lake   i love my guitarist his chops from outer space   he can make my three chords sound like eight      all the things to those who wait   take time to find your way   to all the bands who mean what they say:   it's not what you sell its what you make.   i love you stranger, it might not always show   there's a lot of good in you i know