This child he means the world to me, There is no more enchanted
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A child can take this place of ruin, And magically enhance it.
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I see him in a golden room, With the book of life before him
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Strange instruments upon his charts, And the crystal glow inside him.
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He's your Wonder Child, And my dreams come true
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You've searched all your life, I see him now flying over the universe.
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This child will build a violin, One will follow the traveller's love
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Another will the bow apply, To reach the one above.
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I see her in a golden room, With the moon and stars above her
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Her simple smile is Heaven's gate, With the Queen of all beside her.
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She's your Wonder Child, And my dreams come true
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You've searched all your life, I see her now flying over the universe.
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Your Wonder Child, And my dreams come true
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You've searched all your life, I see them now flying over the universe.
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Wonder Child
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| Mary Black |
