Oh, and I called your name
Did you hear my cry?
Oh, was it the same, the day you died?
And my poor heart aches when I look at your son
who was baptized with me as the one
who promised to take, who promised to watch
who promised to protect at any cost, and I do...
and I love this child, and I love this child,
and I love this child...
I look inyour eyes and I see the pain
and I know about the wonder, and I know about the rain
I'd give anything just to cradle your head
So that any rain that falls might fall on me instead
I call your name, I call your name
Do you hear me? Do you hear me?
Oh, and I love this child, and I love this child
he doesn't have my name but I love this child
he doesn't have my name, he doesn't have my name
he doesn't have my name, but still the same
his eyes, his eyes are mine...
Oh, baby, oh, little baby, oh, blesséd baby boy