cradle

They say skin on skin helps babies bond

Did you hold me wrong?

I don't think you did

Was I always like this?

I don't think I can love like anybody wants

So crave something you hate

Touch me right, it's too late

I don't understand, no one holds my hand

Like she used to

You said you'd love me to death

But now that death's come

Has it come to an end

All of your love for me

I'm craving, just aching

To be carried upstairs to bed

To be a child

To be looked after right

To be small enough to be cradled again

The only thing that holds me now

Like she used to, is the ground

As I lay among those that crossed the cradles to me

And I could fall into the earth to fit

And I could be without

You said you'd love me to death

But now that death's come

Has it come to an end

All of your love for me

I'm craving, just aching

To be carried upstairs to bed

To be a child

To be looked after right

To be small enough to be cradled again

Oohh-oh, ohh-oh

Oohh-oh, ohh-oh