With a whisper, a touch, a kiss, 
I broke through her defences. 
I became her first. I became
my baby's safe harbor.

Strong and independent, 
she needed time to grow. 
I pushed and she flew
from baby's safe harbor.

She was betrayed by others, 
left broken and alone. 
She ached to return
to baby's safe harbor.

Not knowing it was still there, 
not knowing how to get back, 
she didn't understand I waited
in baby's safe harbor

With a whisper, a touch, a kiss,
I showed her the path,
she ran to the arms
of baby's safe harbor.

Now she plays as she pleases, 
but knows where she belongs, 
and always returns to my embrace; 
my baby's safe harbor.