She started a brand new year, holding her brand new baby boy.
He was her first chance of a brief romance, to have someone all her own.
His father walked away the day she asked him to stay,
and now there won't be anymore.
As she lay holding him, she knew he was a promise she could live up to.
The nurses came to take him away, she said we won't be apart much more.
As they walked thru the door, she called out to him,
Baby, it's you and me against this mean old world!
When they went down the hall, she whipered into the air,
You will be my heart and I will be your sword.
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