They’re all talking about you out here
I know you can hear them.
They think you’re beautiful
your parents are already proud.
You’re going to bring them so much joy –
That they won’t know
what to do with it
But hold you
and hold you
even if you cry.
I don’t know what goes on
In there
where you are
But it amazes me
that you are.
I’ll tell you all about you one day
How you were inside your mother
And I was there, before you were.
And it goes back and back and back
The history before you
and many more before you
back and back and back
go the mysterious bonds that made
all these people come to be.
I can’t wait to hear what you have to say.
