Oh Gosh

With your coats of many colors

And the flowers in your hair

You may love away the pleasant hours

To think upon all that is fair

To look upon and to touch

Oh, gosh

Life is really too much (life is really too much)

You'll see

With the babies in your bellies

And the poems on your tongues

Your only chance to see me on your tellies

Giving love to the newborn ones

Think about it, you'll agree

Many miracles you'll see

Miracles you'll see

You'll see

With the future safely dreamed of

And his kisses on your brow

Be only rest assured peace is coming

To think upon love that is fair

To look upon and to touch

Oh, gosh

Life is really too much (life is really too much)

You'll see

Soon, soon

Soon, soon, soon, soon...