Sitting here in the darkness, thinking of you
Your mother's mind is full of confusion
Maybe this time she won't get it through
Don't think she doesn't care, don't think she wouldn't love you
But society's rules make her feel oppressed
So she has to decide between your life and your death
What kind of world is this where you're forced to decide?
A world in which the strongest live and the weak has to die?
You are unborn, you have no chance to fight
But I pray for you that you can see the light
When your mother was a child, she had to learn about
Being a confounded nuisance, love wasn't around
Her parents got divorced, all she feels for them is hate
Can anybody damn her if she spares you this fate?
But you are real, you are six weeks 'till now
You've got a right to live, you must survive somehow
Six more weeks, what can I do
To bring her even closer to you?
What kind of world is this where you're forced to decide?
A world in which the strongest live and the weak has to die?
Don't think it's hopeless though you cannot fight
Believe me, I pray for you that you can see the light
What kind of world is this where you're forced to decide?
A world in which the strongest live and the weak has to die?
You are God's creation though you cannot fight
But I pray for you in Jesus' name tonight