Little One Letra

Threads the eye of every needle

Little one



Quiet air

Silence is rare

And the noisy far from feeble

They're unaware



Mother had a saying

Never look back

Keep your hands so busy

At doing good

Not doing bad



Little child

Wait for a while

Time will come when you'll be older

Little child



No one's there

Just the length of your hair

Empty eyes like open windows

You're not there.