Born with the Moon in cancer
Choose her a name she will answer to
And the winters cannot fade her
For the children who've made her
Hearing that everything's warmer there
So you write him a letter and say
Like the color when the spring is born
There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow
Like the nights when the northern lights perform
There'll be icicles and birthday clothes
And sometimes there'll be sorrow
Child with a child, pretending
Weary of lies you are sending home
So you sign all the papers
You're sad and you're sorry
Like the color when the spring is born
There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow
Like the nights when the northern lights perform
There'll be icicles and birthday clothes
And sometimes there'll be sorrow