I had a daughter, her name was Grace
she had the most beautiful face.
for nine months I carried her inside,
until the awful day she died.
My baby girl never breathed the open air
I feel so lost and it’s so unfair.
when she was born she was already gone
since that day I’ve become withdrawn.
I held her tiny hand and I kissed her goodbye
while all I wanted to do was die.
I cry and cry, sometimes in my sleep
looking at her pictures makes me weep.
I miss my baby every day
we never got the chance to play.
my arms so empty, my belly too
all I ever wanted was you.