And your daddy doesn't care
And the world says you're a burden
Who would only cause despair.
The doctor says you're just some tissue
And that it won't hurt at all
When they take your life and throw you
In the dumpster down the hall.
So who will mourn for you
When your short life is through?
When you take your final ragged breath
In a cruel and heartless death
Who will mourn, who will mourn for you?
Well, I know that Jesus loves you
And he'll take you in His arms
But it was never in His plan
For this world to cause you harm.
And you could make a difference
If you only had the chance
But this lost and blinded world
Chooses not to understand.
Who will mourn for you
When your short life is through?
When you take your final ragged breath
In a cruel and heartless death
Who will mourn, who will mourn for you?
You've got tiny hands and feet
And sometimes you suck your thumb
And your little heart is beating.
I wonder who you'd have become?
Well, you might have been a hero
Or just an ordinary soul
Who lived a quiet life for Jesus
But I guess we'll never know.
So I will mourn for you
And the life you never led
Though I know you'll go to Jesus,
And He'll dry the tears you shed
Still I will mourn, I will mourn for you.
And I will speak, I will speak for you.