This song is such the epitome of me.

Which part is mine?

She was only a dairyman's daughter. She was only a child of thirteen;
But the stars on the radio brightened her nights with a dream.
So she called up her best girlfriend Jenny cause she thought they would make quite a pair.
She said, "Let's you and me, try to sing harmony at the amateur night at the fair."
But she only had the range of an alto, so the part she knew best went to her friend.
And when Jenny's soprano drowned out the piano, they'd have to start over again.
And the dairyman's daughter would then say,
"Which part is mine? And Jen, which part is yours?
Could you tell me one more time; I'm never quite sure.
And I won't cross the line like I have before.
So please help me learn which part is mine, And which part is yours."

She grew up and got married to Bobby, kept him working on his MBA.
They had two little redheaded children, and one on the way.
Everybody said she could work wonders, and she wondered what everyone meant.
She played so many roles, it was taking its toll and she feared that her time was misspent.
So she opened her heart to her husband. They discussed everything on her list.
From the kids, to the job, To her feelings for her Bob.
But what it really boiled down to was this: She said:
"Which part is mine? And Bob, which part is yours?
Let's review it one more time; I guess I’m not sure.
And I won't cross the line like I have before
If we just define which part is mine, and which part is yours."

Every sleepless night knows many mothers who are wond'ring if they've done alright.
And the dairyman's daughter knew more than a few of those nights.
Had she given her son too much freedom? Had she smothered her two teenage girls?
Did she spoil them too much or not trust them enough to prepare them for life in this world?
So she opened her heart to the heavens and she spoke of her children by name.
And the prayer that she prayed that her kids would be saved had a very familiar refrain.
Which part is mine? And God, which part is yours?
Could you tell me one more time, I'm never quite sure.
And I won't cross the line like I have before.
But it gets so confusing some times. Should I do more, or trust the divine?
Please, just help me define which part's mine, and which part is yours.

Did you hear me? I can feel you near me.
It is the answer that I've been longing for;
Just to know you hear me, and to feel you near me.
It's all the answer that I've been longing for.
Did you hear me? I can feel you near me.
It is the answerthat I've been longing for;
Just to know you hear me, after I've done my best,
And to feel you near me. I know you'll do the rest.
It is the answer that I've been longing for!

Michael McLean