I know that I'm no saint. My head is in the clouds. They called you a mistake, but I still, I still say your name out loud.
They called me a stupid girl, just like my mom. Too many men passed through my arms. At seventeen I looked into your eyes, knew I could never comfort your cries. Every April still reminds me of you. The child I never knew. My lullaby in blue.
It all goes by so fast. How lovely you must be. Why you've reached the age at last that I was when your daddy lived with me.
How I wish we could meet somewhere, talk it through. There is so much I would say to you. There are others, I'm not alone. A younger brother you've never known, and a baby girl who so reminds me of you. The child I never knew. My lullaby in blue.
As the years go by, try not to think of us sadly. Believe it if you can, I wanna see you so badly. On your birthday, Mama's thinking of you. The child I never knew. My lullaby in blue. My lullaby in blue. My lullaby . . .