The Child With The Wind In His Hair
By Paul McCann
With the world now view he’ll be looking for you ,
call him Darragh ,
the child in your eye .
He’s an innocent soul ,
with dreams for to hold ,
like a kite in a clear open sky .
He’ll soon catch on quick to what the click is ,
To what’s happening
and what’s going on .
Everything is all right ,
the future is bright in a world that lies waiting beyond .
Hey does anybody know where the wind goes ,you feel it and hear it and it goes .
Darragh do you know where does it go ,
After it blows through your hair .
Nobody knows .
The eye of a rover will win you over , like sunshine ,
through a cloud passing by .
Then towards the plains he will sail gently through the sky to a place where angels fly .
Between the plains where innocence flies through wide open skies ,
where God’s presence is there ,
and the angels like to roam ,
and the sun shines for the child with the wind in his hair .
For him this secret I share ,
No matter where we go we are innocent and free , like the child we must all one day realise and accept the way it has to be .
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