sábado, 24 de dezembro de 2011

Pequeno inchaço




You were just a small bump unborn for 4 months then brought to life,
You might be left with my hair but you'll have your mother's eyes,
I'll Hold your body in my hands be as gentle as I can,
but for nownow you're a scan of my unmade plans, a small bump,
In 4 months you're brought to life



I'll hold you tightly, I'll give you nothing but truth,
If you're not inside me I'll put my future in you



Cos you are my one, and only,
You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight,
oh you are my one and only,
You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight,
and You'll be alright



You're just a small bump unknown, you'll grow into your skin,
With a smile like hers,
and a dimple beneath your chin,
Finger nails the size of a half grain of rice,
eyelids closed to be soon opened, wide a small bump,
in 4 months you will open your eyes



And I'll hold you tightly; I'll give you nothing but truth
If you're not inside me, I'll put my future in you



Cos you are my one and only,
You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight,
Oh, you are my one and only,
You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight,
And you'll be alright



You can lie with me, with your tiny feet when you're half asleep, I'll leave you be,
Right in front of me for a couple weeks,
So I can keep you safe



Cos you are my one and only,
You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight,
Ohh you are my one, and only,
You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight,
And you'll be alright



You're just a small bump unborn just four months then torn from life,
and Maybe you were needed up there but we're still un-aware as why.

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