Lletres: Barbra Streisand. A Child is Born.

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 to reach, so much to know
What worlds 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 all our love