[Verse 1] He's six and says for breakfast He'd like Pop-Tarts every day And if you mention oatmeal He's got nothing more to say He'd put candy on the menu And make bedtime disappear He's planned his first big road trip But he can't reach second gear [Verse 2] He drew a dragon on his arm And asked for a tattoo Mama said, "That washes off— You've got growing left to do." Now, if we're talking changing sex, There's something I don't get: If he's too young for dragon ink, Why isn't that "not yet"? [Chorus] Surgery at six? If that's your idea of a fix, He thinks a balanced breakfast Is two Pop-Tarts and a Twix If we're waiting on a tattoo, Then the bigger things can wait Let a kid be a kid— God ain't running late [Verse 3] Don't call his mama backward For asking you to wait She's thinking past this afternoon To when he's twenty-eight If your plan needs her excluded Before it can begin, Put another chair beside him And let his parents in [Chorus] Surgery at six? If that's your idea of a fix, He thinks a balanced breakfast Is two Pop-Tarts and a Twix If we're waiting on a tattoo, Then the bigger things can wait Let a kid be a kid— God ain't running late [Verse 4] The Lord who hung the morning sun Can handle questions too He doesn't need a trending tag To know what's hurting you You can bring Him every worry Every tear and every doubt You don't have to solve your whole life Before your baby teeth fall out [Bridge] Love ain't measured by a hurry Care ain't proved by saying yes Sometimes "Wait until you're older" Is the love that knows you best [Final Chorus] Surgery at six? If that's your idea of a fix, He thinks a balanced breakfast Is two Pop-Tarts and a Twix If we're waiting on a tattoo, Then the bigger things can wait Let a kid be a kid— God ain't running late [Outro] God is good and God can be trusted He's still holding us through it all Let the grown-ups do the growing Let the little ones stay small Let a kid be a kid— God ain't running late
