Your wife's gonna have your little girl
And I was not questioned
I bombed the interview for the position
She's gonna sit you down
She'll be telling you a story
When suddenly she'll know the baby's ready
And I've never felt so cold
Why can I not let go?
Why can I not let go?
I've never felt so old
He would have been eight years old
She would have been eight years old
Your wife had your little boy
And I'll bet that he loves peaches
I'll bet that he learns everything you teach him
He could have been mine too
Except that my body failed you
And so you found fresh soil to plant your fruit
And I've never felt so cold
Why can I not let go?
Why can I not let go?
I've never felt so old
He would have been eight years old
She would have been eight years old
Oh, I don't expect you to understand
Ooh, ooh, oh, oh, you never held her in your hand
Oh, oh-oh, it troubles me, I've not let go
Ooh, ooh, oh, oh I'm just a primate wearing clothes
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And I have never felt so alone
Here singing to your ghost
Apes sing to their babies too, you know?
Oh, the ache settled in my bones
Why can I not let go?
I'm a primate wearing clothes
Oh-oh, oh-oh, your daddy'd never understand
Ooh, oh, oh-oh, you fell into the palm of my hand
Ooh-oh-oh, oh, all I can give you's this lullaby
Wish I could have said hello before I had to let you go