| I can remember when you fit in the palm of my hand.
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| You felt so good in it; |
| no bigger than a minute.
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| How it amazes me you’re changin' with every blink.
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| Faster than a flower blooms, they grow up all too soon.
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| So let them be little,
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| 'Cause they’re only that way for a while.
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| Give 'em hope, give them praise,
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| Give them love every day.
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| Let 'em cry, let 'em giggle,
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| Let 'em sleep in the middle,
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| Oh, but let them be little.
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| I never felt so much in one little tender touch.
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| I live for those kisses, your prayers an' your wishes.
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| An' now you’re teachin' me how only a child can see.
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| Tonight, while we’re on our knees, all I ask is:
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| Please, let them be little,
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| 'Cause they’re only that way for a while.
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| Give them hope, give them praise,
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| Give them love every day.
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| Let 'em cry, let 'em giggle,
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| Let 'em sleep in the middle,
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| Oh, but let them be little.
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| The so innocent, precious soul:
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| You turn around, an' it’s time to let them go.
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| So let them be little,
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| 'Cause they’re only that way for a while.
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| Give them hope, give 'em praise,
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| Give them love every day.
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| Let 'em cry, let 'em giggle,
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| Let them sleep in the middle,
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| Oh, but let them be little.
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| Let them be little. |