A Child Is Born
A child is born
We've suddenly stepped 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 to reach, so much to know
What words will be formed by her fingers?
We'll 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
