My someday coming child
I name and I re-name you
I make up memories for you
Of melodies
And friends from books I want to give you
And horse and buggy sounds outside

But of the someday coming world
I don't know, I don't know
There is so much I would keep you from
If I, if I could

The heroes, selfish fools
They only want their freedom
The hero-makers' greed prevails
And we are all shock-numb
And watch the shock increasing
And shame is something old, outgrown

And of the someday coming, world
I don't know, I don't know
There is so much I would keep you from
If I, if I could

Oh maybe you won't see
My too self-conscious stumblings
My running from the phone
My fears

Because I can be very strong
Say I can, say I can
There is so much to believe in
There are angel words to teach you
There is hope, my daydream child