It's always the littlest lights
The ones that flicker
The ones that waver
At the slightest attempt to put them out.
It's always the littlest ones.
Give them space to breathe
And a chance to grow
They'll steadily learn to shine
Even when the tough winds blow
They'll steadily learn to shine
Even when the tough winds blow
And you'll see their light dance in your eyes.
It's always the littlest lights.
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