Klein

I'm your fallen toy beast, your little rapscallion
I'm your uncatchable baby humor joke
I'm your good morning kiss
I'm your little brother and your sister
I'm your walker for your first step

I'm the crib where you nap for hours
I'm the lullaby that helps you sleep tight
I'm the finger in your tiny hand
I'm the teething ring for your little tooth
I'm the first word you need to learn

And all you have to be is small
That's all you need to be
You just have to be mine
Little, little, little

I'm the voice of your favorite stuffed animal
I'm the pony that boosts your baby fun
I'm the engine of your little car
I'm the arms that carry you
I'm the kiss that dries your wet cheeks

And of course, you're gonna grow
And of course, you'll get big
And of course, you'll start talking
Climb up on my lap less often
You're gonna lead your own life
And eventually, you'll die
Just as long as it's later
Much later than your dad.