[C]Five weeks old that's all I know,
[Dm]Except I'll never see him grow,
[G]Into a toddler, or schoolboy small,
[F]Will he be dark, will he be tall?
[C]In my heart and soul it is not goodbye,
[F]Because I'II be with [G]him till the [C]day I die.
Because today is the day, he is gone from me,
As an adoption form I did agree,
To never see, or even hear,
From baby again, they made it clear.
[C]In my heart and soul it is not goodbye,
[F]Because I'll be with [G]him till the [C]day I die.
'You must have a photo,' sister said,
As she swept towards my silent bed.
Then wrenching him from my forlorn arms,
A guardian angel his spirit embalms.
[C]In my heart and soul it is not goodbye,
[F]Because I'll be with [G]him till the [C]day I die.
I try to utter a last goodbye,
The only sound is a voiceless cry.
Now looking shyly at his little feet,
His new mother, he goes to meet.
[C]In my heart and soul it is not goodbye,
[F]Because I'll be with [G]him till the [C]day I die.
[C]In my heart and soul it is not goodbye,
[F]Because I'll be with [G]him till the [C]day I die.