Words that were spoken in the anger Of youth only half truth Touched by the chilbride While Deep inside her lie real truth He was the passion of the spring
He was the baby
And half forgotten in the passing Of time The real crime brother and brother With backs to each other The war sign And in the passion of the spring Came the baby
Come back Mama Mama sing him a song Tell him all that was wrong
Tell him all that you had that was bad Tell him all that was good mama You know that you should mama
Remember the good mama
And with the light that you show Let him grow
Let him go Let him go
Let him go Let him Let him Let him go Words that were spoken in the anger Of youth only half truth
Touched by the child bride While Deep inside her lie the real truth He was the passion of spring
He was the baby He was the passion of the spring
He was the baby
And in the passion of the spring Came the baby And in the passion of the spring Came the baby