Tiny coffins in the middle of churches
Cold, dead fingers un knowingly gripping mine
Surrounded by people coming to say goodbye
Goodbye to my little angel who went back to the sky
Not having that bundle of joy to surround with my love
Wondering why the goddess took her from my womb to clouds above
The feeling of loss that will consume me every day
If I had a baby and she gets snatched away
My number one fear in this world
Is to give birth to a wonderful baby boy or girl
And in the blink of an eye, life gets snatched
And have beg for life back while the world sits and watch
Tiny white coffins lined with silk so fine
Giving up the little bundle I called mine
Something went wrong inside me
And the gods set my baby's soul free
That's something I never want to think about
If my baby died, I don't know what I'd do
Dedicated to all the newborns who never got a chance
I don't know you...but I love you.
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