The Icicle Melts

When, when will the icicle melt?

The icicle, icicle

And when, when will the picture show end?

The picture show, picture show

I should not have read the paper 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 sometime

'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long

How could you hurt a child? How could you hurt a 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, 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 sometime

'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 who cried

And you will hold him in your arms sometime

'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long, too long