The Folklords — Child lyrics

Lyrics

Contemplating many thoughts
Entranced in distant dreams
Yesterday’s behind us now
So let us travel on
Each day starts a frantic search
That ends sometimes
Plans made for the future
Are a fantasy of mind
A child’s hands to hug my neck
A child’s eyes to shine
A child to look up to me
And call me daddy
I wonder yes I wonder
Will I find what I look for
Will I find it in a word
Cast from a stranger
Or should I turn my search
Upon the monuments of time
Can it be, it might be lost
From me forever
Tomorrow, tomorrow ebbing
From nights tide
Can a forerunner not warn me
It’s approaching
Then I can turn my eyes and view
The eighth wonder in life
Before I’m laid to rest to sleep forever