My friend called me the other day Just to tell me the bad news It seems her baby has gone away It's the worse thing you can lose I'm crying with her in shock and pain That the most precious thing on earth Could be taken away, it seems insane One could be robbed of their birth And there are no right words to tell my friend But there's nothing I can say or do To share the hurt or to make things right Hold her tight and pray for it all to end And tears will come and go from this point on But it's nothing that any of us can control We can never change the fact that he is gone We can wish for happiness to his blessed soul Take the cradle down and return it to the store Move your sewing machine back in to the room Wallpaper over the Mickey Mouse design Fold your clothes up and save them for every rainy day Every day is going to be a rainy day What a tragic day this is.

A tragic day this is...