My Father's Eyes

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 toe rag 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.

The good you do today, will often be forgotten. Do good anyway.