Aching Hearts
Your heart is aching for someone to hold you. I hear your cries when you are hungry, Hold on to your dreams of a family, of love Give me your hand, I’ll be there to protect you,
I’ll fly over an ocean to see and to meet you, (My husband and I are adopting from China and are expecting to hear something, hopefully, this spring.) © 2002 Julie A. Rocheleau
My heart is aching for someone to hold.
My empty arms are here to embrace you,
Soon we’ll be together, Mother and child.
I hear you whimper when you are alone,
I hear you giggle when the nanny makes faces,
Soon we’ll be together, Mother and child.
And I’ll hold onto the hope of bringing you home.
Hold on to your dreams, we are coming to get you
And you’ll be filling my arms, my heart, our home.
Give me your heart, and I’ll cherish our love.
The love between Mother and child is precious,
Soon we’ll be together, Mother and child.
I’d dig straight through the earth to be where you are.
I’m waiting my turn; time is all that’s between us.
Soon we’ll be together, Mother and child.