Forty years ago On a cold December morning A baby boy was born and He cried and he cried His mother signed the page They whisked away her Big Mistake She went home the next day And she cried and she cried Her mother said, it's for the best Now you can move on with the rest of your life By the grace of your goodbye Forty years ago On a January morning The call came without warning We have a baby boy To another's hungry arms He went so precious and disarming A family was born With that little baby boy The mother said, I wish the best For the one who changed the rest of our lives By the grace of her goodbye Every year on that day in December She knew somewhere out there Another mother was thinking of him and be wondering Was he happy, was he whole? And she so wanted her to know that he was And so loved Forty years went by Then on a warm day in July Something told her she should find him It was time, it was time Those three words "yes it's me" Ended years of mystery Opened hearts and families It was time, it was time Brothers, sisters, daughters, wives A mother's wish, a father's pride A miracle of fate and time Tracing all the threads of our lives To the grace of that goodbye