I know that I'm no saint.

My head is in the clouds.

They called you a mistake,

but I still, I still say your name out loud.



They called me a stupid girl,

just like my mom.

Too many men passed through my arms.

At seventeen I looked into your eyes,

knew I could never comfort your cries.

Every April still reminds me of you.

The child I never knew.

My lullaby in blue.



It all goes by so fast.

How lovely you must be.

Why you've reached the age at last

that I was when your daddy lived with me.



How I wish we could meet somewhere,

talk it through.

There is so much I would say to you.

There are others, I'm not alone.

A younger brother you've never known,

and a baby girl who so reminds me of you.

The child I never knew.

My lullaby in blue.



As the years go by,

try not to think of us sadly.

Believe it if you can,

I wanna see you so badly.

On your birthday, Mama's thinking of you.

The child I never knew.

My lullaby in blue.

My lullaby in blue.

My lullaby . . .