A Part of Me

In every little way, it’s like she’s still here.

Her books are left lying around, her teddy bear left on the ground.

Little fork, little spoon

Goodnight stars, goodnight moon

To me in every little way, it’s like she’s still near.

In every cupboard she climbed, something she left behind

And in every little thing I found, it makes me feel like she’s still around.

So, in every little way she’s still close

Little pictures drawn on doors and floors, under tables and on the walls.

A story now that I can tell, the story of her I know so well.

So, in every little way she never left

And on a part of my soul, she is permanently impressed.