Wonder Child

This child he means the world to me, There is no more 
enchanted
A child can take this place of ruin, And magically enhance 
it.

I see him in a golden room, With the book of life before 
him
Strange instruments upon his charts, And the crystal glow 
inside him.

He's your Wonder Child, And my dreams come true
You've searched all your life, I see him now flying over 
the universe.

This child will build a violin, One will follow the 
traveller's love
Another will the bow apply, To reach the one above.

I see her in a golden room, With the moon and stars above 
her
Her simple smile is Heaven's gate, With the Queen of all 
beside her.

She's your Wonder Child, And my dreams come true
You've searched all your life, I see her now flying over 
the universe.

Your Wonder Child, And my dreams come true
You've searched all your life, I see them now flying over 
the universe.

Jimmy McCarthy