I would

It's planting time again, my baby,
but all I want to grow is you,
buried so deep in my garden,
a bulb from another land's heart.

My breasts, they ache,
as I rake through the ground,
and water the dirt with my fear.
What happens to almond-eyed babes in the rain?
What happens when I cannot find you?

CHORUS
But if I could, I would
take you away, I would
in a blanket of I would.
And I would hold you
Until the sky knew the land
and I would love you into sleep

This was supposed to be your lullaby,
bathed in sunlight and dew,
but my shovel hits stones, cold and untended,
the carnage of lost things.

And I still feel your cheek in the crook of my neck
and the look of your slumbering lips,
milk-soaked and dreaming
as we walked through the city.

CHORUS

So I search for the ghost of a winter come early,
so I can ask you to leave, to leave, to leave.