Darling don’t you cry. The world is waiting over your shoulder
Maybe it’s not mine, to understand the meaning of your wonder
All games and fears will not conquer this
Stay for a while, in this bliss
All the times you cry, they’re only soft expressions of your needing
What do I know of needs? Teach me how to know them from my wanting
In your beginner’s mind you’ll see
Stay for a while, in this free
Little coos and chirps are the grandest ideas you do give me Tiny hands and feet, could anything in life be more lovely?