The little girl
Whose finger was wrapped around mine
The beautiful woman with whom she was being held by was her mother.
Soon.
Our eyes met
Her mom gave her to me to hold
Isn\'t she lovely
I began to sing
It was something about my little girl
That sparkle in her eyes
Those pretty brown eyes
Paradise is her name
Her world will be filled with endless joy
With two moms
She will be loved
Her best is yet to come