I cut myself
to watch the blood flow...

My eyes water
my head in pain...

What am I to do?
Where am I to go...

You were so tiny you were such a dear
your little coos where all that we could hear...

Sitting so pretty
Pretty in pink...

A setting for one
Is all I get...

I love your eyes
I love your smile...

I feel the breeze upon my skin
And I cannot ease what lies within...

I want to be happy, and to be cared for
I want to be free, but not shown the door...

To love is to be free
And to be found...

She's my baby
She's my shining star...

Brave, loving and sometimes crabby
This is my son...