Tom was born in 1942
With eyes of blue
And the doctors said that his birth was far too fast
His heart stopped twice
But yet he survived
As he took his first breathe
His mother took her last
And his father knew that he wasn’t to blame
But he never quite looked at Tom the same after that
And he rarely spoke about her
But when he did
He said your mother used to say this
When the skies are looking bad my dear
And your heart's lost all it’s hope
After dawn there will be sunshine
And all the dust will go
Skies will clear my darling
I’ll wake up with the one I love the most
And in the morning, I’ll make you up
Some tea and toast

When we met through a friend
Who introduced them
The first thing Tom said was "Would you like to dance?"
They moved with each other and when the music got slower
He said "Don’t let go of my hand"
He said "It’s only polite if I ask you tonight
Would it be alright, if I could walk you home?"
That night he told her of his birth
And said when it hurt
He thought about what his mother said about tea and toast

Two quick years they went by
They were side by side
And without a plan, they conceived a little child
He said "Women I love you and this you know
But I only have enough for our food and clothes
But I love you and this baby
Until the day that I die"
She said "We’ll take care of this little life
And we’ll fall in love with her baby blue eyes
And we’ll be alright from some advice that I know"
She said I never got to meet her
But if I did, I’m sure your mother would have said this
When the skies are looking bad my dear
And your heart's lost all it’s hope
After dawn there will be sunshine
And all the dust will go
Skies