Charlotte Songtext
von Jim Offerman

Little Charlotte
Your hands are so small
Touching everything for the very first time
Such wonder it must be
When everything you see
Is brand spanking new

Biplanes in your mobile are flying around
And your eyes they follow
Still searching for a place to land


Little Charlotte
Have you no fear?
Are you just innocent and a sense of wonder
The warmth of your smile
Are you a blank slate
Or do you hold some ancient wisdom?

Biplanes in your mobile are flying around
And your eyes they follow
Still searching for a place to land
Little Charlotte
If you could speak
I would like to ask you
Do you dream like me?

Biplanes in your mobile are flying around
And your eyes they follow
Still searching for a place to land
Little Charlotte
If you could speak
I would like to ask you
Do you dream like me?