His eyes flicker like Christmas lights
One minute he's a diamond
The next minute he's a stone
And every time we think there's a miracle
And every time we think there's a miracle
We find an old shirt that he's outgrown
All we want is just one word
All we want is to know who's in there
It's all we want
His hands are two hummingbirds
I don't know if he wants his parents
Or if he's anxious to be born
And every time we think there's a chemical
And every time we think there's a chemical
But the sadness always changes form