Lyrics

I see this child lying in your arms -- laughing at our crazy world.
Everything's funny and bright and new to this little angel-girl.
She doesn't care if the phone don't ring. She doesn't care if it rains.
She couldn't care less if Pope John Paul
runs off with the King of Spain.

Eliana, lend me your eyes. Let me see what you see.
Oh . . . Eliana.

No one has told her she ought to be thin.
And no one has broken her heart.
No one has told her that she's just a woman.
And she's not afraid of the dark.
No one has told her that love can't last,
or that dreams don't ever come true.
And no one has told here that people are strange
if they don't look just like you.

Eliana, lend me your eyes. Let me see what you see.
Oh . . . Eliana.

We learn our lessons early on and then we close our minds.
We see what we expect to see--we might as well be blind.

So much to know about life on Earth--
there's a delicate balance to find.
You want to be ready for all the pain without leaving the joy behind.
I guess we should tell her it ain't all roses--
there's plenty of heartache and lies.
How 'bout if you give her all the bad news
and I sing her sweet lullabies?

Eliana, lend me your eyes. Let me see what you see.
Oh . . . Eliana.
Oh . . . Eliana.