My someday coming child I name and I re-name you I make up memories for you Of melodies And friends from books I want to give you And horse and buggy sounds outside But of the someday coming world I don't know, I don't know There is so much I would keep you from If I, if I could The heroes, selfish fools They only want their freedom The hero-makers' greed prevails And we are all shock-numb And watch the shock increasing And shame is something old, outgrown And of the someday coming, world I don't know, I don't know There is so much I would keep you from If I, if I could Oh maybe you won't see My too self-conscious stumblings My running from the phone My fears Because I can be very strong Say I can, say I can There is so much to believe in There are angel words to teach you There is hope, my daydream child