With your coats of many colors And the flowers in your hair You may love away the pleasant hours To think upon all that is fair
To look upon and to touch (Life is really too much)
With the babies in your bellies And the poems on your tongues Your only chance to see me on your tellies Giving love to the newborn ones
Think about it you'll agree
With the future safely dreamed of And his kisses on your brow Be only rest assured peace is coming To think upon love that is fair
To look upon and to touch (Life is really too much)