Helmut Lotti - Chante Les Classiques

Tiny Hands, Tiny Feet

Tiny hands, tiny feet and a tummy thats breathing
Tiny face on a sheet makes the miracle compleat,

It so pure it's so bright it's the greatest delight
It's how we use to be when our mind were still free

Se it laugh, se it cry
Se it live without wondering
don't you long to know why?
Let your thoughts begin to fly

We were small at the start
and touched every heart
with your arms open wide giving love from inside

There was no other world
and we never knew danger
there was light and a song
till mr Sandman came along

Let it sleep, let it be just a baby for now
and enjoy being part of lifes very start

Tiny hands tiny feet and a tummy thats breathing
tiny face on a sheet makes the miracle complete.

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Writer(s): Johannes Brahms
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