A Child Is Born - Barbra Streisand

A child is born

We’ve suddenly stepped through

A thousand dolls

A child is born

Her chin is like mine

But her eyes are yours

How perfectly formed are her fingers

So far reach, so much to know

What words will be formed by her fingers

We’ll hold her close

Then let her go How sweet to find

A part of ourselves

We knew nothing of A child is born

A child that is born of our love