And When His Tiny Head Emerged From Hair And Folds Of Skin

I Thought To Myself If He Only Knew He Would Climb Right Back In

I Do

Now That My Blushing Bride Has Done What She Was Born To Do

It's Time To Bury Dreams And Raise A Son To Live Vicariously Through

The Sperm Swims For The Egg

The Finger For The Ring

If I Could Take One Back

I Know What It Would Be