Had to cry last night, When I came home to you my lovin
You were innocent, like summer sun and winter snow
You're the hope for me, the love for your young lovely mother
We've got a son. A part of her and me

Wish you welcome to this life, surely hope you'll survive
Won't be easy for you son, when you are getting older.
Surely you will have to fight

In a way I wish that you, would never be much older,
Never had to face, the hard and cold realities
14 pages of you book, have already been written
I'll never see the last page of it son

Wish you welcome to this life, surely hope you'll survive
Won't be easy for you son, when you are getting older.
Surely you will have to fight