Tin Star - Melanie

How old was I, five or six or so

The innocent years, long ago

My father on his chair reaching up so far

Crowning the tree, with that old tin star

And it shines so pretty like diamonds in the sun

Nothin' but good things will ever come

Little girl don’t grow up, stay as sweet as you are

May you always find the wonder of that old tin star

When I grew up and I found a place to live

As I unpacked my things I found a gift

And it felt like home, though I’d traveled so far

For there in my hands was that old tin star

And it shines so pretty, diamonds in the sun

Nothing but good things, will ever come

Little girl don’t grow up, stay as sweet as you are

May you always gaze in wonder at that old tin star

I have kids of my own and troubles I’ve had some

I’ve cried some tears and I’ve had my fun

I climb that chair and I reach out so far

And my child looks up at that old tin star

'Cause it still shines so pretty, diamonds in the sun

Nothing but good things will ever come

Little girl don’t grow up, stay as sweet as you are

May you always gaze in wonder, at that old tin star

Little girl don’t grow up, stay as sweet as you are

May you always gaze in wonder, at that old tin star