Lletres: Sinead Oconnor. Child.

Pick up those dancing shoes
Kick off those wedding blues
These are the ways
You can choose

Child you're tender
Your name's a whisper

There's life outside your mother's garden
There's life beyond your wildest dreams
There hasn't been any explosion
We're not spinning like Dorothy
If you look now then you'll see why

Don't be afraid to cry
This time don't let yourself fly
Child
Pick up those dancing shoes
Kick off those wedding blues
These are the ways
You can choose

Child I love you
I'm ever so fond of you