Tekst:
When
When will the icicle melt,
And when
When will the picture show end
I should not have read the papers today
'Cause a child,child he was taken away
There's a place for the baby that died
And there's a time for the mother who cried
And she will hold him in her arms sometimes
'Cause nine months is too long
How could you hurt a child
Now does this make you satisfied
I don't know what's
happening to people today
When a child, he was taken away
There's a place for the baby that died
There's a time for the mother that cried
And she will hold him in
her arms sometimes
'Cause nine months is too long
There's a place for the baby that died
And there's a time for the mother that cried
And you will hold him in
your arms sometimes
'Cause nine months is too long
When will the icicle melt,
And when
When will the picture show end
I should not have read the papers today
'Cause a child,child he was taken away
There's a place for the baby that died
And there's a time for the mother who cried
And she will hold him in her arms sometimes
'Cause nine months is too long
How could you hurt a child
Now does this make you satisfied
I don't know what's
happening to people today
When a child, he was taken away
There's a place for the baby that died
There's a time for the mother that cried
And she will hold him in
her arms sometimes
'Cause nine months is too long
There's a place for the baby that died
And there's a time for the mother that cried
And you will hold him in
your arms sometimes
'Cause nine months is too long
