Bryan Gorsira Stepchild
Growing up as a young boy flying
My eyes, on two families trying, for me
my dad, he lives in the mountains
my mom, she live by the sea
and I,
I’m flying everywhere in-between
CHORUS
Cause I’m a step child, and I’ve got two homes
Two beds to sleep on, to call my own
I’m a step child and I like to roam
Cause in either direction, still heading home
One family gives me comfort
A home to call my own
One family takes me on adventures
And I
Fly sliding down mountains high
But when I lay down at night
I’m thinking you’re my constant light
My heart is always there with you
I know you’ll always see me through, mom
CHORUS
So I’m a flying traveling boy
Got two Christmas’s, double the toys
I am double the trouble
And I,
Think I’ll jump in and enjoy
