It was a February day.
When did your father arrive before he left?
U-Haul Truck on the road
The day was suddenly real
I told you not to go out
But did you see this truck?
And you smiled so widely
Real real truck on your way
We leave you sitting behind the wheel
Goodbye
Now it's just me and my little friend
And the house looked so big and I felt so small
The house was so big and I was so small
I put you to bed that night
I will never forget how you sat and you said
"Another truck drives on our way?"
The truck that Mother will bring "
And the house looked so big and I felt so small
The house was so big and me
And I knew there would be times when I would be lost
And I knew there would be a place I couldn't occupy
And I knew I was missing a billion different options
And I did it
And I do it
And I'll do it
But like this February day
I take you by the hand, I hold him tight and I say
There are no other trucks coming
Your mother is not going anywhere
Your mother is here.
Your mother is not going anywhere
Your mother is here.
It doesn't matter what
I will be here
When everything looks so big
Until everything looks so small
When everything looks so big
Until everything looks so small
Until everything looks so small
YOU ARE READING
Google Translated Dear Evan Hansen
HumorI ran the song through Google Translate a bunch of times and this is what it spat back out.