[Verse 1 - Toumi]
I was 9 years old when I learned I was adopted
Single digit age, it was kinda hard to process
All I remember is feeling a lot of confusion
Disbelief, like my life was an illusion
Recklessness at that age got tempting
The feeling I needed to rebel was overwhelming
A kid that'd feel like the world was just melting
And wonder if blood could protect then she'd tell him
[Bridge: Anne-Marie & Toumi]
She tells him, "Oh, love, no one's ever gonna hurt you, love."
"I'm gonna give you all of my love."
"Nobody matters like you."
She tells him, "Your life ain't gon' be nothing like my life."
"You're gonna grow and have a good life."
"I'm gonna do what I've got to do."
[Hook: Toumi & **Anne-Marie**]
**So, rockabye, baby, rockabye
I'm gonna rock you
Rockabye, baby, don't you cry
Somebody's got you
Rockabye, baby, rockabye
I'm gonna rock you
Rockabye, baby, don't you cry
Ah, Rockabye, no**
Though the wind may blow and the cradle will rock, when you fall from the top, you're gonna land soft
On the gorgeous locks of those dark brown curls, I may not be here but I do still care
The wind may blow and the cradle will rock, when you fall from the top, you're gonna land soft
On the gorgeous locks of those dark brown curls, I may not be here but believe me son, I still care
[Verse 2 - Toumi]
Years down the line, my capacity diminished
It was beginning to look like my entire life was finished
The minutes, they turned to hours, the days turned to weeks, the weeks, to months and I still couldn't keep my head in the right place. My meds couldn't take the edge away the same way that a blade could
But how could I go on like I could take on anyone when I was neglecting my health and couldn't take care of myself
So it happened again and I went back inside
But something was a little different this time
A couple of days into being the wrong side of freedom I learned my mother had also been in the same walls that I'm being kept in
Coincidence or not, this was wrecking my head
I could see the girls' ward from the entrance to mine
If we locked eyes, would she recognise? would she tell me
[Bridge: Anne-Marie & Toumi]
"Oh, love, no one's ever gonna hurt you, love."
"I'm gonna give you all of my love."
"Nobody matters like you."
"You're gonna grow and have a good life."
"I'm gonna do what I've got to do."
[Hook: Toumi & **Anne-Marie**]
**So, rockabye, baby, rockabye
I'm gonna rock you
Rockabye, baby, don't you cry
Somebody's got you
Rockabye, baby, rockabye
I'm gonna rock you
Rockabye, baby, don't you cry
Ah, Rockabye, no**
Though the wind may blow and the cradle will rock, when you fall from the top, you're gonna land soft
On the gorgeous locks of those dark brown curls, I may not be here but I do still care
The wind may blow and the cradle will rock, when you fall from the top, you're gonna land soft
On the gorgeous locks of those dark brown curls, I may not be here but **somebody's got you**
[Verse 3 - Toumi]
A couple weeks later and into the same stay
I was informed my birth mother just passed away
19 years, never to meet face to face
Still carried her coffin
Was in no state for a eulogy, looking back though, if I had the opportunity I'd like to let her know
[Bridge: Anne-Marie & Toumi]
"Oh, love, no one's ever gonna hurt you, love."
"I'm gonna give you all of my love."
"Nobody matters like you."
[Outro: Toumi & **Anne-Marie**]
**So, rockabye, baby, rockabye
I'm gonna rock you
Rockabye, baby, don't you cry
Somebody's got you
Rockabye, baby, rockabye
I'm gonna rock you
Rockabye, baby, don't you cry
Ah, Rockabye, no**
Though the wind may blow and the cradle will rock, when you fall from the top, you're gonna land soft
On the gorgeous locks of those dark brown curls, I may not be here but I do still care
The wind may blow and the cradle will rock, when you fall from the top, you're gonna land soft
On the gorgeous locks of those dark brown curls, I may not be here but believe me son...
Though the wind may blow and the cradle will rock, when you fall from the top, **I'm gonna rock you** you're gonna land soft
On the gorgeous locks of those dark brown curls, I may not be here but **somebody's got you**
The wind may blow and the cradle will rock, when you fall from the top, you're gonna land soft
On the gorgeous locks of those dark brown curls, I may not be here but believe me son, I still care
