How will he know, how will he know
He hasn't ears that can hear when I cry
A mothers tears, can't make him whole
No happy ending however I try


But lately as pearls of happiness accrue
He shines through, forever
Le Petit boufand du bon Dieu


There's none so blind, so far away
No recognition when eye looks to eye
Yesterdays joys, are gone today
No recollection no need to rep