Think about my little girl Her yellow skin and her dark curl And how her father's heart was frozen I spoke to her, and I said: "You won't regret the mother you have chosen." I lied Where's she tonight? I left him Now we're apart And I think about his cruel heart And how his lies have left mine broken To think that I spoke to him, then I said: "She won't regret the father she has chosen." I lied Where's he tonight? You were precious to me After all I called you into being I wanted you to know that Yes, you were precious to me And I miss my little boy I strayed away So far away And I need him tonight To feel his hands around my face His loving eyes His happy face Would be so right