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