you're just a small bump unborn
in four 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
but for now you're a scan of my unmade plans
in four months you're brought to life
i'll give you nothing but truth
i'll put my future in you
you can wrap your fingers 'round my thumb and hold me tight
you can wrap your fingers 'round my thumb and hold me tight
you're just a small bump unknown
you'll grow into your skin
and a dimple beneath your chin
and eyelids closed to be soon opened wide
in four months you'll open your eyes
and i'll hold you tightly
i'll tell you nothing but truth
i'll put my future in you
you can wrap your fingers 'round my thumb and hold me tight
you can wrap your fingers 'round my thumb and hold me tight
'cause you are my one and only
you can wrap your fingers 'round my thumb and hold me tight
you can wrap your fingers 'round my thumb and hold me tight
'cause you were just a small bump unborn
for four months then torn from life
maybe you were needed up there
but we're still unaware as why