Daddy Doesn'T Know

D’you enjoy the rhyme- the name game o’ my soul as it dances, childishly in the crazy rain? D’you hear the call- the craving o’ my word, as it cries out loud across the road? D’you feel the touch- the lonely tears o’ a poem as it runs down the night wanting to be dried, by you? If- all these concern you, why haven’t you return the thousand rings I made? Come, O come home soon dearest mommy o’ mine ‘cos Daddy doesn’t know- how to sing sweet lullabies o’ thine!