Footsteps in the Hall
No carpet on the stairs.Floors polished and bare
Aren't you suppose to be
in bed?
Dreaming dreams of Angels
instead of
Listening to your footsteps in the hall.
Peeking through the railing
Listening to TV from down below
Hoping Mommy won't notice
Your little tiny toes or
Your footsteps in the hall.
To sleepy to make it back to bed
So you rest your tiny head
Leaning back on the hallway wall
Good night my little footsteps in the hall
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