I know that I'm no saint.
  My head is in the clouds.
  They called you a mistake,
  but I still, I still say your name out loud.
    They called me a stupid girl,
  just like my mom.
  Too many men passed through my arms.
  At seventeen I looked into your eyes,
  knew I could never comfort your cries.
  Every April still reminds me of you.
  The child I never knew.
  My lullaby in blue.
    It all goes by so fast.
  How lovely you must be.
  Why you've reached the age at last
  that I was when your daddy lived with me.
    How I wish we could meet somewhere,
  talk it through.
  There is so much I would say to you.
  There are others, I'm not alone.
  A younger brother you've never known,
  and a baby girl who so reminds me of you.
  The child I never knew.
  My lullaby in blue.
    As the years go by,
  try not to think of us sadly.
  Believe it if you can,
  I wanna see you so badly.
  On your birthday, Mama's thinking of you.
  The child I never knew.
  My lullaby in blue.
  My lullaby in blue.
  My lullaby . . .