In desperation and exhaust,
It cry’s for affection of a mother,
She is too young and too lost.

A baby is heard through a thought,
It’s yell is loud like no other,
In desperation and exhaust.

No sign of warm, only the frost,
Searching for the heart of a lover,
She is too young and too lost.

This is what the hell has brought,
From the world that hovers,
In desperation and exhaust.

The evil was never caught,
Without help from you or another,
She is too young and too lost.

The baby screamed and fought,
For a sister or a brother,
In desperation and exhaust,
She is too young and too lost.