Time

Time
withers by
and I
never thought about it before
but hes asking questions
I cant ignore

What should I do
Should I lie
I always knew
There'd come this time

That child
has no sense of feeling
and you lost
his love
but I,
I heard his tiny cries

What should I do
Should I lie
I always knew
There'd come this time

That I
Id have to tell him
Who you really are
and what hes lost
and what hes gained

*written sometime in 2005 I think, after some slightly shocking news