Tekster: Soul Asylum. Let Your Dim Light Shine. Eyes Of A Child.

She had thirteen kids, each one had thirteen problems
Three uppers, ten downers, just to put up with this
And she don't know which children belong to which father
But she loves them all anyway and they each get a kiss

And the toilet ain't flushin' and the toaster is smokin'
The vacuum don't suck but it needs a new belt

But she saw the world through the eyes of a child
And remembers how good it was and how good it felt

He picks up the paper from the bitter cold mornin'
He'd just gone to sleep, he had to get up for work
But by morning he's a watchman and by night he's a waiter
In the late afternoon he works as a clerk

And he can't pay the doctor bills, he just can't afford the pills
The car's repossessed and the child supports due

But he saw the world through the eyes of a child
Big problems seem smaller and old things seem new

Well she was just six when she turned her first trick
Now she's thirteen and it don't make her sick
And she does lots of crystal and she owns her own pistol
Got a goldfish named Silver and a pimp who's named Rick

And some are like customers and some are like patients
She'd have gone back to school if she'd just had the patience

But she saw the world through the eyes of a child
None of the nightmares, and nothin' to deny

She saw the world through the eyes of a child
If she's seen it all and she knows they're all lies