Little one, little one, where have you gone?
Your going has darkened the brightest dawn.
Why did you leave us so soon, so soon?
Where can we look for you?
Over the moon?
On butterflies' wings?
In the heart of a rose?
Who knows, who knows where a little one goes?
Where I have gone, I am not so small.
My soul is as wide as the world is tall.
I have gone to answer the call, the call.
Of the One who takes care of us all.
Wherever you look, you will find me there...
In the heart of a rose, in the heart of a prayer.
On butterflies' wings, on wings of my own.
To you, I'm gone, but I'm never alone.
I am over the moon.
I am HOME.