Little one
Little love
Little hands
Look how they hold the world

Oh, stay a while
Little smile
Little eyes
Soon they will know the world

But there’s [bad word] in getting older
No use in wishing to be young
Live every part of it
You’re at the heart of it
Little one

Little one
Where’d you go
Once so small look at the way you’ve grown

Oh, dress up dolls
Playing house
Those days are gone
Now you’ve got a house of your own

And there’s [bad word] in getting older
No use in wishing to be young
Live every part of it
You’re at the heart of it
Little one