I let my child out to play,
Thinking I was doing my parents' ways'.
Then one day, before I did look,
You came by and took.
My child from my home,
Where I had made a comfortable zone.
The years' I invested, the pain I did feel,
When it was me who did get up in the night,
To see if my sweet child was alright.
Then you came and took,
The only thing I had left of the sweet book,
You snatched it away,
Leaving me dead that day.
Since that day, I have searched,
Looking for my sweet child, from the book,
The one you took.
I searched high and low,
Thinking one day you would show me where to look,
My beautiful baby,
You left me crazy.
Then one day, when I least expected it,
A knock on the door, came my way,
You came back to give me my prize,
Leaving me feeling surprised.
So, even though you took my sweet baby,
The fact that you came back,
To bring what you took,
I will never forget,
That you lived with the guilt and then decided that you would return,
The life you couldn't yourself have,
I will be happy to share in the delight,
That you came back to the light.
