So I try to be strong As I hand you off to someone Who doesn't know you But I guess time has come Seventeen months spent at home Now it's over As I leave you In a stranger's hands Will they nurture all your gifts? Really see you and understand? So many hours spent at work Where all I do, is just sit and yearn For being with you I'd like to flee conformity But it really has a hold on me As I leave you In a stranger's hands Will they nurture all your gifts? Really see you and understand? These little kids will be your friends So why am I sad? I repeat to myself These little kids will be your friends