My little one   My little one      Although I never met you   I know I'll never forget you   Because you changed our lives in a matter of seconds   Before we decided to send you to heaven      I thought I was strong   But I'm as weak as they come   In this plastic world   Made of material goals   I felt I had to get on   I felt I had to get on      Is a mortgage so essential   That it justifies removing that potential   Enslaved by society   With lists and priority   Scared of my limit so I ran to the clinic      I thought I was strong   But I'm as weak as they come   In this plastic world   Made of material goals   I felt I had to get on   I felt I had to get on      I thought I wasn't in the gang   With the fast machines and the touch screens   But I made that choice to never hear your voice   I made the decision to have the incision      You were cut loose from me   To make it easy for me   To make my money grow and my ambitions flow   I faced the persecution for your execution      You were cut loose from me   And it was agony for me   I try to stop my sadness turning into madness   By getting on, I have got to get on      You were cut loose from me   But I will never quite be free   Oh, how I wish I was strong and didn't want to get on   I wish we were happy with just you      My little one   My little one