the tears i cry are not tears of joy,
they are tears of a sad mother.
the tears i shed are not tears for my lost boy
but for my daughter's unborn brother.

oh, how my heart is broken
for god has taken my spiritual token.
oh, how my heart is sighing
for all i could hear was your soul crying.

when i had you inside of me, it felt so right;
but the way you left was like a thief in the night!
when they bury you, i know i'll cry
because again i'll have to say, "good-bye!"

so you see, the tears i cry are not tears of joy!
they are tears of an angle who was going to be my boy!
but because god decided to take you, he had some special reason,
so look at it my way; you will be with me in every single season!