Clouds Expecting
Put my arms around her waist
My hands can hardly touch
We'll be needing much more space
I feel his tiny feet now
I'm terrified of making
A single mistake
But I'm overcome with joy
This boy's from the love we make
I've been working overtime
At practising my part
Though I'm slightly past my prime
I don't feel old and grey now
I'm holding back any doubts
I have in my mind
'Cause I'm overcome with joy
This boy's from the love we make
I can hardly wait