Time drags life bitter sweet a mother holds her babe and ask WHY LORD WHAT FOR

A person believing only in the soul prays to a god she does not know for the life of one only new to this form WHY LORD WHAT FOR

The babe laughts and plays and sill the mother weeps inside we all weep for this thing unnamed could steal one so young WHY LORD WHAT FOR

I ask not for me but the babe that sleeps and her mother who prays she wont morn one so young WHY LORD WHAT FOR

No one tells use why or what or how just waiting for a name that my never come WHY LORD WHAT FOR

Please please dont let this new mother morn she is a doll ever so small and sweet and every moment her mother prays NOT her PLEASE take me WHY LORD WHAT FOR

A tear i release not for what is but for what maybe WHY LORD WHAT FOR PLEASE NO PLEASE