Little Fingers Little fingers, warm and tiny Reaching out for all that's shiny That's why Daddy calls you Little Fingers When those baby fingers clutch me I can feel the angels touch me In your smile there's sunshine Little Fingers You've got your mommy's laughing eyes Your daddy's funny nose There's a bit of magic in the wonder of you How I love you I'll remember when you're older And your head has reached my shoulder How I used to call you Little Fingers There's a bit of magic in the wonder of you How I love you I'll remember when you're older And your head has reached my shoulder How I used to call you Little Fingers
