Feb 13, 2005 21:39
"I wrote this for a baby who is yet to be born
My brothers' first child, I hope that womb's not too warm
Cause it's cold out here, and it will be quite a shock
To breathe this air, to discover loss
So I'd like to make some changes
Before you arrive
So when your new eyes meet mine
They won't see no lies....
Just love
Just love
I will be pure
No, no, I know I will be pure
Like snow
Like gold
Like snow
Like gold"