Nothing Can Compare

What can compare with seeing a new mother and her baby?

Nothing Can Compare

There seems to be nothing
That you can compare
To watching a new mother:
Sitting in a chair,
Rocking her baby,
Stroking his head,
And when he's asleep,
Putting him to bed.

Yet, there is one thing
That's better than this,
One thing that leaves you
In ultimate bliss.

There surely is nothing
That you can compare
To being a new mother:
Sitting in a chair,
Rocking your baby,
Stroking his head,
And when he's asleep,
Putting him to bed.