My Father's Eyes
Presented by: Eric Clapton
My Father's Eyes Lyrics
My Father's Eyes
Eric Clapton
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.
{Toerag is a British slang term for a worthless person’ by analogy with the
strips of cloth that vagrants wear in place of socks.}
Eric Clapton
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.
{Toerag is a British slang term for a worthless person’ by analogy with the
strips of cloth that vagrants wear in place of socks.}
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