Do you know I still ache for you
do you know I still cry
Everytime I touch my stomach apart of me still dies
I think about holding you safely in my arms
While staring at your little fingers and stubby little feet
Then tucking you into bed softly and sweet
I like to think of all the things that we could've done
Then I realize they are nothing but dreams to me
And my visions are all gone
And although we did not have much time
you will always be my sweet child of mine