My little blue eyed boy,
Lonely child of fading joy,
Diamond dust in the shade,
Too young to be afraid
A little kid without a name,
Bathing in the doctor's tub,
Bubbly bubbly, rub a dub dub
Your father he's not very old,
Your mama she was way too bold
Made by a crackling fire
Not by love but by a lier
One autumn night
I'll brave away my fears,
And hide my young tears
Surely sunrise, sunset gold,
We'll meet again, young or old