It's the start of the end
Of the day's heart's only lintent
Does it grow with the babies
Or is it sundered into pieces?

What do you say to it?
Would you trade all my attention for a brother or two?
I'm not sure if i'm ruining your life
But it's definitely changing shortly you'll see

In our home, we have space, we have plenty
But we'll have less time, you and me
Is there more to this? Or should we just go for it?
I know the answer is something that's waiting for me

I've already forgotten so many things I cannot get back
Please don't lose this moment, there's so much colour
I think of a time, but it passes me by
They are fleeting, and incomplete moments I'll hold all my life

I've not changed that much, but I've got a little bit more more vigour, but I'll sleep so I'll rest
My love, it won't end, but it might be a little bit slimmer

Hope it grows, doesn't stop
Hope I've got it all wrong
And our fates not misjudged
We're not asking too much, complacent, or been riding our luck

I cannot fear all the times I will barter purely selfish hours I need
When he's here, well I know I'll have even less time for the things that make me

But I'm here, I myself being focused
in the moment, my second love, nothing else