Wee one, rocking in my arms
You are before my own
Unconditional love as this, you wouldn’t see no harm
My baby on loan
Hold onto me as I sing to you
Chuckle, grunt, be free
I’d be that too
You are here before my own
Coo at me, smile a river’s breadth
You mightn’t remember times as this
But you’ve molded me nurturer
Practising for when my own seed is sown