It is time to go; they all say A little while longer, she says: Let me stay.
The warmth of the blanket, The protection of her room. Too hard to leave, For the winter’s gloom. Just a little while longer, she says - Let me stay.
It is important she needs to fly, Wings tend to grow; when the leap is thrown. They must be right, but the cliff is too high A little while longer, she says - Let me say.
Soon enough the inevitable poaches. There is no - “one last time…”, There is no delay. A little while longer she cannot stay.
But the secret she should always remember, For she was raised that way. She might go far; the wind beneath her wings and the ground beneath her feet will always stay.
With hazy eyes now, she peeps into her soul. And it’s all right there - just like home. Fears goes away; she feels so strong. Nothing’s left behind, it was inside her all along.
She finds a way in like a magic trick. Eyes closed, she can breathe back in. This time with a wide smile and a glowing face, just a little while longer, she says - Let me stay.
But now she is grown and now she is found - a little while longer, she can always stay.