I see a grey door and I want it painted pink
The thoughts of motherhood are ones that I now think
I see the girls walk by with tummies grown and 'round
I simply cannot keep my feet tight on the ground

I see a mom with pram and it is coloured pink
I'd like to chat with her and give her happy wink
I see children play with sleighs and skiing and having fun
Like I did thirty-some years back when I was young

I'm bearing life in my womb, one that's young and green
I could not have thought this thing's happening to me
If I look hard enough into the Autumn come
it's time for childbirth - and I will be a mom

I think our white wallpapers really should be pink
So in the pinkness we could really, really sink
It is storm of emotions run deep inside of me
I could have not thought that we just will soon be three

I see a grey door and I want it painted pink
The thoughts of motherhood are ones that I now think
I see the girls walk by with tummies grown and 'round
I simply cannot keep my feet tight on the ground