I touch your soft, silky hair.
I hold you and rock you
In my rocking chair.
When I close my eyes,
I can see your sweet face.
I see an innocence
Time can’t erase.
When I am asleep,
You lie in my arms
And I’m captivated
By your baby charms.
You coo and you smile
And your fingers twine
Softly and sweetly
Around one of mine.
I smell you. I touch you.
I sing you a song.
I have you with me
My whole dream long.
But when I wake up,
My tears start to fall.
For you really aren’t
Here with me at all.
