When When will the icicle melt, (icicle, icicle)
And when When will the picture show end (picture show)
I should not have read the papers today
'Cause a child, child, child, child, he was taken away

There's a place for the baby that died
And there's a time for the mother who cried
And she will hold him in her arms sometimes
'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long

How how could you hurt a child, how could you hurt the child
Now does this make you satisfied, satisfied, satisfied
 I don't know what's happening to people today
When a child,child, child, child, he was taken away

There's a place for the baby that died
And there's a time for the mother that cried
And she will hold him in her arms sometimes
'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long

There's a place for the baby that died
And there's a time for the mother that cried
And you will hold him in your arms sometimes
 'Cause nine months is too long , too long, too long