
Doctors have come From distant cities Just to see me,
Stand over my bed Disbelieving what they're seeing.
They say I must be one of the wonders, God's own creation,
And as far as they see they can offer No explanation.
Newspapers ask Intimate questions, What confessions;
They reach into my head To steal the glory Of my story.
They say I must be one of the wonders, God's own creation,
And as far as they see they can offer No explanation.
I believe Fate smiled at destiny.
Laughed as she came to my cradle: "No, this child will be able"
Laughed as my body she lifted: "No, this child will be gifted.
With love, with patience And with faith, She'll make her way"
People see me, I'm a challenge To your balance.
I'm over your heads; How I confound you And astound you to know
I must be one of the wonders, God's own creation,
And as far as you see you can offer me no explanation.
I believe Fate smiled and destiny.
Laughed as she came to my cradle: "No, this child will be able"
Laughed as she came to my mother: "Know this child will not suffer."
Laughed as my body she lifted: "No this child will be gifted.
With love, with patience, And with faith, She'll make her way."
Natalie Merchant - Wonder