A child is born
we´ve suddenly step through a thousand doors
a child is born
her chin is like mine,
but her eyes are yours,
how perfectly formed are her fingers,
so far too reach,
so much to know,
what worlds will be formed by her fingers,
will hold her close,
then let her go,
how sweet to find
a part of ourselves
we knew nothing of
a child is born
a child that is born
of our love
