Little hands
Life came from love made.
The world strains your eyes,
And a cry you let out.
Life so precious–innocence
and perfection in my hands.
Steps you take out the door,
Grown– come so far.
A kiss on the head and you go,
Ready for the world...
The world strains your eyes,
And a cry you let out.
Life so precious–innocence
and perfection in my hands.
Steps you take out the door,
Grown– come so far.
A kiss on the head and you go,
Ready for the world...