How many times will this happen,
that someone else plays your mom?
I know in my heart,
I'm the one with whom you belong.

So many times!
And it's happened again.
You should prefer me!
not the babysitter friend.

My son...
Will you ever be mine?
I want to put out a fleece
and wait for a sign.

But there's no point, not really,
'cause God already said you will, and so you will be.
God, please give me strength,
'cause I don't know how to wait patiently.