I see the baby looking out the window.
Her hair blowing in the breeze.
I’d love to look at the world through her eyes,
What is it that she sees.
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I want to see the innocents,
Everything that’s new.
I want to see this great big world,
The way that babies do.
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She watches the train go by,
Without even blinking.
Oh how I wish i knew,
What is it that she’s thinking?
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She sees the puppy lying in the sun,
With a smile upon her face.
I want to be in the babies mind,
It must be a wonderful place.
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To me spring is like a baby,
Everything is so fresh and new.
Oh if we could all see the world,
The way that babies do. !!

~Collette~
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