Little feet walking funny Little bee making honey As you totter to-and-fro, maybe now you're moving slow It takes a little time First you crawl, then you're falling Pretty soon, standing tall then Pencil marks upon the door, showing you to 3 and 4 It takes a little time Soon you'll be running in the park You're the child always in my heart Every moment as you grow, baby mine, I love you so You'll know that all in time Every step, closer to the next And you'll get it all in time