This Child – Sunday 27th October 1996

This Child

cannot help myself
this child is a shame
this child is to blame
50/50 they say
this is child is me
this child though –
shoulders all the responsibility
this child is fun
but this child wants you
and you want to run
this child is asking please
don’t you ever leave
don’t you ever grieve
cannot stop myself
my head is in a spin
over this strange thing
this child is just living
a feeling human being
now you know what they have been giving
and who they have been seeing
cannot control my feeling
this child is dedicated to you
this child leaves you reeling

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James Garratt – Sunday 27th October 1996

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