LITTLE ONE
Sometimes I laugh, sometimes I cry
Some days I live, some days I die
Sometimes I stand tall, sometimes I fall
Then I pace the floor, then I pound the wall.
Give me relief from the towering grief
The harrowing pain when we speak your name
Oh how we miss you, how we miss you, how we miss you,
Little One.
Some days I'm weak, seldom am I strong
Some days I wonder is it worth going on
Some days it hits you and some days it's me
Some days we're drowning in a merciless sea.
Give me belief from the towering grief
The harrowing pain when we speak your name
Oh how we miss you, how we miss you, how we miss you,
Little One.
It would take a lifetime and then some, I know
To talk of all the things we miss
And you could have that lifetime and all I have to show
For one more goodnight kiss.
How could it come to this?
Where do we go, what do we do
When all of our dreams were centered on you
We're living out the heartache in dark misery
The photographs of you the way you used to be
Give me relief from the towering grief
The harrowing pain whispering your name
Oh how we miss you, how we miss you, how we miss you,
Little One.
(Written as a tribute to the baby born to my parents who died at just 6 months. Years before I was born but never forgotten now)
HEAR THIS SUNG IN CONCERT ON YOUTUBE- LITTLE ONE. LOUIS SPENCE
HEAR ME SING THIS. GOOGLE 'AMERICANA GUISBOROUGH 15th APRIL 2014'.
THANK YOU.
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