I haven't seen her take her steps
My little girl, just not yet
I'm flying back to hold her hand
From the cineplex to the iron ground
She isn't one and I've not seen her
Take my thumb and make me clean
I'm crying out to hold her hand
From the cineplex to the iron stand
Whole world's fly apart
These places that I hold
I'm nothing without heart my little girl was told
She's almost five and I've become
A solid mess of felt and gum
I'm trying hard to hold her hand
From the cineplex to the iron mound
Whole world's fly apart
These places that I hold
I'm nothing without heart my little girl was told