Blue Eyes Like Janey's

We were so young, and only playin' around.

I was ready for adventure, not for settling down.

So when Janey told me she was pregnant,

and that she wanted to be my wife,

I said, "Wait a minute, Janey. We're only seventeen.

We're just starting out our young lives.

Let's keep our heads together, girl.

Let's look at all the options."

But we both knew what the options were:

There was "abortion" or "adoption."

And the doctor we saw, he said it wasn't really life-- "

It's just a formless mass of cells."

So Janey and I, we made our choice

and we promised that we'd never tell.

But leaving the clinic we heard some talk,

and it shattered our little world.

The doctor was telling the nurses

that the baby was a girl.

  

   Would she have brown hair?

     Did she have blue eyes?

     I try to imagine what she would look like so many times.

     Would she be a tall girl?

     Oh, the questions haunt my mind.

     Would she have blue eyes like Janey's

      and brown hair like mine?

I saw Janey just the other day in a Pro-life Movement line.

We were in front of the courthouse steps praying and carrying signs.

Janey came up to talk to me and there were tears in her blue eyes.

She said, "Twenty-six million innocent babies like ours

have already died.

And I can't stand on the sidelines anymore and watch that number grow.

Not after what you and I've been through--not knowing what we know.

I still wake up late some nights and think I heard her call my name.

And I still have her photograph in an empty picture frame.

...and I wonder...

     "Would she have brown hair?

     Did she have blue eyes?

     I try to imagine what she would

     look like so many times.

     Would she be a tall girl?

     Oh, the questions haunt my mind.

     Would she have brown hair like her father's

     and blue eyes like mine?

     "Would she have brown hair?

      Did she have blue eyes?

      I try to imagine what she would

      look like so many times.

     Would she be a tall girl?

     Oh, the questions haunt my mind.

     Would she have blue eyes like Janey's

     and brown hair like mine?

     I'll bet she had blue eyes like Janey's.

Words and music by Bobby Rennert. Copyright: Bobby Rennert and Second Sight Publishing, 1992. All rights reserved.

Used by permission.