[C]Five
weeks old that's all I know,
[Dm]Except I'll never
see him grow,
[G]Into a toddler,
or schoolboy small,
[F]Will he be dark,
will he be tall?
[C]In my heart and
soul it is not goodbye,
[F]Because I'II be
with [G]him till the [C]day I die.
Because today is the
day, he is gone from me,
As an adoption form
I did agree,
To never see, or even
hear,
From baby again, they
made it clear.
[C]In my heart and
soul it is not goodbye,
[F]Because I'll be
with [G]him till the [C]day I die.
'You must have a photo,'
sister said,
As she swept towards
my silent bed.
Then wrenching him
from my forlorn arms,
A guardian angel his
spirit embalms.
[C]In my heart and
soul it is not goodbye,
[F]Because I'll be
with [G]him till the [C]day I die.
I try to utter a last
goodbye,
The only sound is a
voiceless cry.
Now looking shyly at
his little feet,
His new mother, he
goes to meet.
[C]In my heart and
soul it is not goodbye,
[F]Because I'll be
with [G]him till the [C]day I die.
[C]In my heart and
soul it is not goodbye,
[F]Because I'll be
with [G]him till the [C]day I die.
