Look, it's a child of love, blessed by God above,
To bring you happiness; to hold so dear,
Whisper in it's ear, it should have no fear,
'Long as you are near.

The look on a baby's face, when in your embrace,
Will bring you happiness; to see it smile,
For a little while, it can be so dear,
'Long as you are near.

But once you leave it all alone,
And the baby senses you are gone.
The loneliness will cause it instant fear.
It depends on you for everything,
To soothe it when you start to sing.
Contentment's in the air when you are near.

At night, when baby's put to bed, you'll make sure it's fed,
To sleep the whole night through; at the break of day,
You pick it up and say, "Wipe away your tear.
For you I'm always here."

But then, comes the awful day, when you're old and gray.
You sit alone and pray; you'll shed a tear,
To hold the one so dear, but the child can't hear,
That you need it near.

But once you leave it all alone,
And the baby senses you are gone.
The loneliness will cause it instant fear.
It depends on you for everything,
To soothe it when you start to sing,
Contentment's in the air when you are near.