Babies

You say you’re sorry for this love
In this world of broken china
I sit and wait for me to change
I grow older and angrier each day
And the boy
And the boy slips away
Beautiful Babies
Beautiful Babies
I still cry
I still cry
All night
You don’t seem satisfied
That the love on its death bed is mine
And the boy
And the boy slips away
Beautiful Babies
Beautiful Babies
Beautiful Babies
Beautiful Babies