My Father's Eyes

Sailing down behind the sun,
Waiting for my Prince to come.
Praying for the healing rain
To restore my soul again.
Just a toerag on the run.
How did I get here?
What have I done?
When will all my hopes arise?
How will I know him?
When I look in my Father's eyes.
My Father's eyes.
When I look in my Father's eyes.
My Father's eyes.

Then the light begins to shine
And I hear those ancient lullabies.
And as I watch this seedling grow,
Feel my heart start to overflow.
Where do I find the words to say?
How do I teach him?
What do we play?
Bit by bit, I've realized
That's when I need them,
That's when I need my Father's eyes.
My Father's eyes.
That's when I need my Father's eyes.
My Father's eyes.

Then the jagged edge appears
Through the distant clouds of tears.
I'm like a bridge that was washed away;
My foundations were made of clay.
As my soul slides down to die.
How could I lose Him?
What did I try?
Bit by bit, I've realized
That He was here with me;
I looked into my Father's eyes.
My Father's eyes.
I looked into my Father's eyes.
My Father's eyes.
My Father's eyes.
My Father's eyes.
I looked into my Father's eyes.
My Father's eyes.

Eric Claptan