I like to see a baby in a man.
I'm sure there are some more who loves as i do,
To gently stroke his hair and touch his hand
And give him all the love you have inside you.
When he's asleep, oh!.. such a poetry
Comes to my mind and makes my heart grow fonder,
But in the end of almost every trip
You have to lose someone and get much older.
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