(by eric clapton)



Sailing down behind the sun,

Waiting for my prince to come.

Praying for the healing rain

To restore my soul again.



Just a toerag on the run.

How did i get here?

What have i done?

When will all my hopes arise?

How will i know him?

When i look in my father's eyes.

My father's eyes.

When i look in my father's eyes.

My father's eyes.



Then the light begins to shine

And i hear those ancient lullabies.

And as i watch this seedling grow,

Feel my heart start to overflow.



Where do i find the words to say?

How do i teach him?

What do we play?

Bit by bit, i've realized

That's when i need them,

That's when i need my father's eyes.

My father's eyes.

That's when i need my father's eyes.

My father's eyes.



Then the jagged edge appears

Through the distant clouds of tears.

I'm like a bridge that was washed away;

My foundations were made of clay.



As my soul slides down to die.

How could i lose him?

What did i try?

Bit by bit, i've realized

That he was here with me;

I looked into my father's eyes.

My father's eyes.

I looked into my father's eyes.

My father's eyes.



My father's eyes.

My father's eyes.

I looked into my father's eyes.

My father's eyes.




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