Baby Moon - Audra McDonald

Curled up inside of me, I feel you

Like a warm ball of light waiting for dawn

While we are here and we have this connection

This kind of affection, before you are gone

My baby moon

There is a tiny point I need to mention

And I hope that it isn’t going to come as a blow

The last thing I want is to shock or upset you

I haven’t even met you, but you’ve got to know

My baby moon

I’m no hero, I’m not wise

Not like the mothers I see

I don’t know any lullabies

But I’m a singer, and I can sing to you

The sound of what you mean to me

Oh!

You’re moving!

Is it your way of saying that you do understand?

That something lonesome and wild in me

Has left a lot of the child in me

That, now and then, I’ll need you to hold my hand

What if something should go wrong in there

And you need my help?

I have to trust you’ll find a way to tell me

I’m no hero, I’m not wise

Not like the mothers I see

I don’t know any lullabies

But I’m a singer, and I can sing to you

The sound of what you mean to me

Oh—

That’s the only guarantee that I can offer for now

But something lonesome and wild in me

Has put a magical child in me

I think we might have a match made in heaven

I’ll see you soon

My baby moon

I want to see your face!