Mary Black - 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 traveler'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
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