Precious Little

There’s a patter of little feet running by
Saying I’m not yours and you’re not mine
But she’ll find a way to fill her time
As another day goes down

There’s a red cheeked smiling sleepy baby child
On her mommas shoulder down the market aisle
And it never fails to bring a smile
To see those tiny hands holding on tight

Time, there’s not much left of it
The clock, it keeps on ticking
But hey who’s counting when you’re caught in the middle
Of precious little and precious little

The first of a million moments shared
Tears, tantrums and monsters underneath the bed
Just comes natural so don’t be scared
She wonders if she might’ve missed out

On love coming unconditional
Hugs, and babe you know I love you still
Smile ëcause you know that I always will
These are the years right now

Time, there’s not much left of it
The clock, it keeps on ticking
But hey who’s counting when you’re caught in the middle
Of precious little and precious little

Time, there’s not much left of it
Like sand, it keeps on trickling
But hey who’s counting when you’re caught in the middle
Of precious little and precious little