Leslie Low – Little One lyrics

Little one
Fades in the sun
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.