I remembering hating the song Wildfire by Michael Martin Murphy when I was a kid. Probably wouldn't bother me so much now.
Round Here by Counting Crows.
On Chicago XI, there is a song called Little One. Though it was written by the drummer, lead guitarist Terry Kath sang it. Terry, who had a wife and daughter of his own, died of a self-inflicted gunshot wound to the head just months after this song came out.
Oh, Little one, it's so nice to have you near me
To feel once again the love you bring here.
Oh, my little one, I am sorry for the pain you've felt.
Say the word and daddy will make it disappear.
Oh, little one,
Bring your love here.
Oh, Little one
I need you near.
Oh, Little one,
Don't live in fear of the future
'Cause I will always be there.
Oh, little one,
Music is my life, I hope you understand.
Traveling on the road with me you can see the way we live.
Oh, little one,
I will always cherish these days with you.
As time goes by I hope you see the love I tried to give.
Oh, little one,
Let your love flow.
Precious one,
Like a flower you'll grow.
My little one,
Someday you'll have your own little one,
And you will always be there.
Little one,
It's so nice to have you near me
To feel once again the love that you bring here to me.
Oh, little one,
I am sorry for the pain you've felt.
Say the word and daddy will make it disappear.
Oh, little one,
Bring your love here.
Little one,
I need you near.
My little one,
Don't live in fear of the future,
'Cause I will always be there.
Oh, little one
Let your love flow.
Oh, my precious one,
Like a flower you'll grow.
Little one,
Someday you'll have your own little one,
And you will always be there.
My little one...
My little one...
My little one...
I love you so,just thought I'd let you know...