Little Boy

Little boy, little boy
When you get older
You can ask me your questions
I’ll tell you the truth, 'bout the boys in blue
Little boy, little boy
When you get older
And you’re searching for the answers
And the law is truth for those who look like you
Heaven’s angels
Shining down on us
We were going
God has chosen us
Heaven’s angels
Shining down on us
We were going
God has chosen us
Heaven’s angels
Shining down on us
We wre going
God has chosen us