Bürstner Speaks (II)

[Verse 1] I was six or seven at the time - my parents pulled me to the side: “Bürstner,” they said, “How do we explain; you have something living inside [Verse 2] No one knows when you will lie down, pushing Baby out onto the ground; We don’t have a date to look for: ten months, two years - maybe even more [Verse 3] We know that it’s hard to understand, Bürstner, but you need to know now Think always on Baby, eat right; he’s your little life within a life.” * * * [Verse 4] It would be a lie to say that after fourteen years it all makes sense; Baby hasn’t come and so I watch the horses, swinging on the fence