Marcel - Small hands, big World

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All hands, big dreams in their eyes

Like a morning sun in the clear blue skies

They are the flowers in a garden of gold

But stories are wonder, yet to be told

They need a shoulder, need a light

To guide them safely through the night

We are the shields, we are the ones

We'll catch them quickly if they fall

Give them a world that's kind and free

The way that sharp food ought to be

With love and care will lead the way

To keep them happy every day

The way that sharp food ought to be

With love and care will lead the way

To keep them happy every day

All hands, big dreams in their eyes

Like a morning sun in the clear blue skies

We are the shields, we are the ones

We'll catch them quickly if they fall

Give them a world that's kind and free

The way that sharp food ought to be

With love and care will lead the way

To keep them happy every day

Protect the dreams, protect the light

Everything's going to be alright