My little blond-haired blue-eyed boy
One day you’ll grow up and be distressed
One day you’ll grow up and reject everything
I’ve set out for you

My only dear long wasteful son
One day you’ll wonder what you’ve become
One day all this could be yours if
You only had the will to outlive
Your mother and I

Looking in from the outside
Couldn’t see it was true
Oh, my dear dark child
I’ve been waiting for you

Looking in from the outside
Couldn’t see it was true
You’ve been given too much time
Oh, my darling, I’ve been waiting for you
Waiting for you
Waiting for you
Waiting for you

Although the news came as no surprise
I always hoped I’d never have to bury a child