Where Do Babies Go
Lorene Allen, Kenny Starr
My little boy tried shaving for the first time today
My little girl said, "Mama, I love Paul"
It's been no times since he was Daniel Boone-ing
And she'd wear my high heels to make her tall
They'd bring to me a trinket from a box of Cracker Jacks
And she'd weep as if it were a rose
I used to wonder where do babies come from?
But now I wonder where do babies go?
Where do babies go without us knowing that they're gone
Time pays no mind to how fast children grow
I used to wonder where do babies come from?
And now I wonder where do babies go?
Where do babies go without us knowing that they're gone
Time pays no mind to how fast children grow
I used to wonder where do babies come from?
And now I wonder where do babies go?