The Child

Taste the cold

And try to not get used to something that someday will make you old

Hear the child

I see it every morning in your look behind those starry eyes

And I see diamonds in the sky

They're falling gently

But when they get to the ground

It makes me wanna cry

And I don't get to know you

Anymore, anymore

Lay me down

A cradle dance

That gently guides me through the path to Neverland

Meet me there?

I think they'll take care

And I see diamonds in the sky

They're falling gently

But when they get to the ground

It makes me wanna cry

And I don't get to know you

Anymore, anymore

And I see diamonds in the sky

They're falling gently

But when they get to the ground

It makes me wanna cry

And tell me

Have you noticed the woman down the street?

Cause she's noticed you and me