Drifting, in vain, off to sleep,
On oceans of worries tired,
Drifting, now drained, counting sheep,
Emotions still unexpired.

No mum, won’t work, not at all,
Doesn't matter what you sing,
No way, go give dad a call,
Maybe let him do his thing.

Unable to shut my eyes,
Baby cuddled right up close,
Taking the lows with the highs,
This feeling I love the most.

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