Letra de Noah

Sweet dreams, little one
Everything's alright
I cannot hold your head at my breast
Rock you to sleep or kiss you goodnight
Eight months old
When they took you away
Stripped me of all that I had
Of every defense that I gave
Noah, Noah
My only son
Noah, Noah
What have I done
Small knit cap
In an empty blue room
Round in my head goes your chitter-chat voice
Your pit-patter feet on the warm kitchen floor
Oh they called me crazy
Then they put you in his hands
And now I'm the guest at your father's house
One day in ten, how will you understand?
Noah, Noah
My only son
Noah, Noah
What have I done