Christ Child's Lullabye - Dianne Reeves

Oh, dear the eye that softly looks

Oh, dear the heart that fondly loves

Oh, but a tender babe, thou art

The graces all grow up with thee

Oh, dear the wind that pulls the trees

Oh, dear the rain that softly falls

Oh, but a tender babe, thou art

The graces all grow up with thee

Oh, sweet the night that holds your name

Oh, sweet the star that truly shines

Oh, but a tender babe, thou art

The graces all grow up with thee

Oh, dear the eye that softly looks

Oh, dear the heart that fondly loves

Oh, but a tender babe, thou art

The graces all grow up with thee