A Child - Sophie B. Hawkins

Want a child

Who’s little hands

I hold in mine

Who’s little voice

I listen to

'til the end of time

A child to keep

Watch over all through the night

A child to love with all my might

Branches will grow

And birds will come

And life will sing

Stories like leaves

Dancing in the sun

Of an eternal Spring

A child to raise taller than the highest tree

Or if my child’s a bush

It won’t bother me

Summer time and the living is easy

Fish are jumping and the cotton is high

Here comes the moon

Here come the stars

Here comes my child

From Venus or Mars

Or some where far away

Where the Gods are playing cards

When you are born

Will I know your name

Recognize your smile

What will you bring

To this world of ours