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Well baby put a sweater on and dream a bit of meThe hours they've been dragging on with you across that seaSo put your little head tonight in a pillow of the windAnd I'll pretend I'm really not in the kind of shape I'm inPerhaps if I sit backRelax my shouldersMaybe I won't shiver through the nightNot sure that's a factwhat her Mom told herThinking that it might...So quit your fooling out 'round there, I'm coming oh so soonit's awful cold and lonely here, the corner of my roomI'm pale and thin and weary-eyed and I'm missing you to deathThe fact that you ain't coming home has stolen my last breathPerhaps if I sit backRelax my shouldersMaybe I won't shiver through the nightNot sure that's a factwhat her Mom told herThinking that it might worth a tryNot sure that's a factwhat her Mom told herThinking that it might... Aus Songtexte Mania