Story Behind The Song

This is a song about Loss, the loss of a child. Incompatible with life.

Lyrics

About my Boy.
This song is about my son.

And I will see you
I will feel you
I will touch kiss and steal you
Till the morning comes

And you must slip away
We will meet in fields of flowers
Pass away pleasant hours
Until my waking comes
And you must disappear

In the Daytime
I'll try and forget you
I'll pretend that I never met you
Because to think of you
Will only cause me pain

And while a little girl was singing
The toll bells were ringing
And my baby boy
Would soon be taken away

I can see you
I can feel you
I would touch, Kiss and heal you
Till the morning comes
and God took my son away

& in the evening , When I am
dreaming
I hate god for his schemin'
How on earth
Can any child die

But you'll never smell the flowers
Or pass away pleasant hours
Giving you all my love
Was all I wanted to do

And to keep my soul together
I wonder if whenever
You'll open your eyes
When your kissed good night
(At this point the speed of the song is increased to a rock level and bar chords are played without singing- through one or two of the total chord sequence for verse and chorus, it returns to slow speed for the last part)

And I have loved you
I have held you
I would give my
Life to heal you
But when the morning came
I was still (slow!)
Alive.

(While we were being told that our baby's status was incompatible with life, my step daughter was singing 'Old Macdonald' while sat on a hospital bed. The hospital said the baby had to be born naturally and would I go get the pill to induce him from another hospital as they did not have one. I declined. All quite bizarre)