Forgive Me Love (Your House)

I drove to our house, turned off the car,
Carried you in – without waking you up.
We walked down the hall to your new room
And I just rocked you.
And now baby makes three, our house is a home,
And baby makes three.

Would you forgive me love If I played with your fingers?
Would you forgive me love If I inhale your hair?
Would you forgive me love If we rock all afternoon?

I dressed you in clothes. We put on your coat,
Drove to your doctor to see how you’d grown.
He chided again, you should look like your dad
And so I said: “Okay.”
And no, it didn’t take long. You cried, but stopped soon.
It didn’t take long.

You’ll forgive me love for the blood in your diaper.
You’ll forgive me love for the ring that looks dead.
You’ll forgive me love when you’re in the locker room.

You nursed while we rocked. You went down for a nap
,
And I did a Google for “circumcised bath.”
What’s this? Oh no, love. Say it ain’t so, love.
You’ve lost your best part!
Please no! Is it true what they’re writing? I want it undone,
If it’s true what they’re writing.

Will you forgive me love? Mourn your missing sensation.
Please forgive me love. Grieve your lack of a hood.
Can you forgive me love, and begin restoring soon?