Amy Grant - Fathers eyes

^DI may not be every mother's dr^Aeam for her little girl ^DAnd my face may not grace the mind of everyo^Ane in the world ^D But that'^Gs alright as ^F#long as I can have o^Dne wish I pray... ^B W^Ehen people look inside my life, I w^Aant to hear them say...

She has her ^F#mFather's eyes, her F^F#mather's eyes ^GEyes that find the ^F#good in things When g^Good is not a^F#round And e^Eyes that find the s^Dource of help ^{Bm Em}When help just can't be f^Aound And eye^Gs full of co^F#mpassion, ^Gseeing every ^F#pain ^F#mKnowin' what you're going th^Arough, and fe^Emeling it ^F#mthe same ^{Bm A}

Just like ^Dmy Father's eyes My Father'^Cs eyes My Father's ^Beyes---eyes,^D eyes, e^Emyes ^A Just ^Alike my Father’s eye^Ds ^{Dsus4 D Dsus4}

^DOn that day when we will pay for a^All the deeds we have done ^DGood and bad well they'll all be had to see b^Ay every one ^D And when t^Ghey're called to^F# stand and tell just wh^Dat you saw i^Bn me and mo^Ere than anything I know ^AI want their words to be^D...