Only dolls and bears
have given me love the way you did
Only childeren’s hands
can crawl through my hair the way you did
Sharp as a knife, it cuts through the night
touching the heart of the foetus inside of me
come down to earth
come down to earth, and give birth
to a child of free - will

The Maker makes the maker
and leaves it up to him
to be the maker of a maker
or a taker

Only empty hands
can wipe away tears the way you did
Only desert land
Can soak up my fears the way you did
Sharp as a knife, it cuts through the night
touching the heart of the foetus inside of me
come down to earth, down to earth
and give birth, to a child of free - will

The Maker makes the maker
and leaves it up to him
to be the maker of a maker
or a taker

The taker becomes a maker
and leaves it up to me
to be the maker of a maker
or a taker

I wanna be a maker
You’ve been making me a maker