You're just a small bump unborn
in 4 months you're 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
For now you´re 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.
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 will 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.
And eyelids closed to be soon opened wide a small bump,
in 4 months you’ll open your eyes.
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 will 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.
Oh, you are my one, and only.
You can wrap your fingers round my thumb
and hold me tight.
And you will be alright.
Cos you're just a small bump unborn
For four months then torn from life.
And maybe you’re needed up there
but we´re still unaware as why.
