Babys had an accident
and moms too scared tell
short of breath, shes choking on her tears
holds onto a pewter cross that saves us from a hell
that father says is far more worse than here
well, im here
Maybe im lost
maybe im sheltered
what if theres hope down here
under the clouds, where i can hide
from you
babys had an accident
in truth our privacy
never found its way out through the cracks
but seeks a place of refuge we can hardly afford
oh, save us from this hell
Maybe im lost
maybe im sheltered
what if theres hope down here
under the clouds, where i can hide
from you