(album: I do not want what I haven´t got)

Three babies
(o´connor)

each of these
my three babies
i will carry with me
for myself
i ask no one else will be
mother to these three
and of course
i´m like a wild horse
but there´s no other way i could be
water and feed
are not tods that i need
for the thing that i´ve chosen to be

in my soul
my blood and my bones
i have wrapped your cold bodies around me
the face on you
the smell of you
will always be with me

each of these
my three babies
i was not willing to leave
though i tried
i blasphemed and denied
i know they will be returned to me
each of these
my babies
have brought you closer to me
no longer mad like a horse
i´m still wild but not lost
from the thing that i´ve chosen to be

and it´s ‘cos you´ve thrilled me
silenced me
stilled me
proved things i never believed
the face on you
the smell of you
will always be with me