Depending on you.
The baby slid into the world.
Time's creeping on.
See love developing.
Like a film kept in the dark awaiting exposure to light.
And so a picture develops.
Is it really love or just dependency.
The child to the momma.
It's really love.
A perfect condition.
The elements of the future.
Look at the innocence in the child's eyes.
You gave him your love.
He stole your heart.
It's for keeping.
(C) Livvi