When my baby falls She gets right back up Sun brings out her freckles I stick 'em in my cup Doesn’t shed a tear when she falls Whispers: I love you too - over phone calls She’s so tall Caught her writing about seasons on sidewalks She's so tall I want to say it loud I know we won't fall down My hair's gray Gonna grow so old Who knows where we will lay I wanna say it so loud! And run around the yard until my hair's gray We'll grow so old I'll never know well But I love my baby She grew so tall! Shrink her down into a baby She's so small She will sail on here by my side right 'til I die My baby’s writing about seasons and whispering over phone calls