| Who Is this child
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| That I’ve never seen before
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| Who Is this child
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| That I’ve not seen till this day
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| Who dares to fall asleep
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| Outside my door
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| If we should wait awhile
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| I’m sure she’ll go away
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| To be involved with this
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| Would surely not be wise
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| For in the final word
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| She means nothing to me
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| I learned the trick is
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| That we just avoid her eyes
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| And the question
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| What she means to…
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| What is this life
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| There will be other lives
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| Soon to arrive
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| Surely some will survive
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| She is but one
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| And there are many more
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| Each the same as any other
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| Who is this child
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| What does she mean to me
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| I close my eyes
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| And still her face I see
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| She is but one
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| Her kind is everywhere
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| Can’t you see there’s no way I should care
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| I need a moment now
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| I have to clear my mind
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| Is there a limit, Lord
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| Just to being kind
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| There is no way in life
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| That each child can be saved
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| Should I be looking with regret
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| At every grave
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| There are no guarantees
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| In life she should be warned
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| I’m not responsible for
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| This child being born
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| I’m not responsible
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| In any kind of way
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| For every child that life can gather
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| What is this life
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| There will be other lives
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| Soon to arrive
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| Surely some will survive
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| She is but one
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| And there are many more
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| Could this one life really matter
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| Who is this child
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| What does she mean to me
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| I close my eyes
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| And still her face I see
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| She is but one
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| Her kind is everywhere
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| Can’t you see there’s no way I should care
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| Can you see it in the night
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| Can you feel that it’s out there
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| It’s the arcing of a life
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| And it’s hanging in the air
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| Though I try to close my eyes
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| And pretend that I don’t know
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| In my heart
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| I just can’t let it go
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| There has to be another way for me
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| A way that leads from this insanity
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| A way that leads from my destruction as I say
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| Can you see it in the night
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| Can you feel that it’s out there
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| It’s the arcing of a life
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| And it’s hanging in the air
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| Though I try to close my eyes
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| And pretend that I don’t know
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| In my heart
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| I just can’t let it go |