Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wil Nelemans
Songwriter
Lyrics
Well, the very last thing on my mind
Would be me, pushing a pram
Like thunder in a clean, clear sky
Was the birth of little Sam
These teeny, tiny little feet
And the eyes of shiny blue
That might still change, but what the heck
It's another dream come true
Sweet baby let's fly
Let's float in the sky
Not wondering why
On a cloud that passes by
I will lead you the way
Brighten up your whole day
Sing you a lullaby
Whenever you start to cry
The small blue cap that suits him well
His healthy, blushing face
A picture of his first true yawn
Sheer elegance and grace
The little chap, who stole my heart
Is locked up in my mind
I'll value him for what he is
A fellow of my kind
Sweet baby let's fly
Let's float in the sky
Not wondering why
On a cloud that passes by
I will lead you the way
Brighten up your whole day
Sing you a lullaby
Whenever you start to cry
Sweet baby let's fly
Let's float in the sky
Not wondering why
On a cloud that passes
On a cloud that passes
On a cloud that passes by
Writer(s): Wil Nelemans
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