I (C)wrote this song for Ro(F)sie, (C)song's all I (G)have to give(C) I've no (C)pocket full of (F)miracles(C), or magic wand to wave(G) perhaps (F)love itself's a mira(C)cle, and (F)Faith a magic wand(G) And (C)these two will give (F)Ro(C)sie, the best start that (G)they can(C)
Chorus
She may not (F)walk like she should (G)do, She may not (C)talk like she ought (F)to Sometimes the an(Dm)ger and the pain (G)show through in (C)her frustrated cr(G)ies But when she (F)smiles at me I (C)can see the lit(F)tle girl who lives(G) in Rosie's eyes(C)
It's a tough road ahead for Rosie, with blind corners everywhere Lined with samaritans and strangers who'll whisper, point and stare And some of them will understand, but most of them will not On her brave and lonely journey, she'll need all the strength she's got.
CHORUS
I once knew a barren cripple man, who stood firm and straight and tall A bitter loveless heartless man with no compassion and no soul But because his limbs were clean and strong, no one turned aside their face He was a perfect shining mirror for the perfect human race