As I lay you gently down to sleep,
I hear my mother’s voice lilting to me
Unexpected child was I upon a young girl
Through her tears she sang me farewell
Come sing a song for the mothers
Who held you in their arms, when you were a child
Who sacrificed their dreams for ours, taught us to fly
Soothing our fears with her lullaby
Wrapped up in mother’s crocheted shawl
I crossed a faraway sea to a world turned around
New hands, a bottle, kind eyes and a strange lullaby
My new mother answered my cries
Time like the tide she ebbs and flows
And in my arms I cradle a child of my own
Her eyes the forest green, whilst mine are cornflower blue
Perhaps they’re a keepsake from you
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