John Stewart

In the quiet of the dawn a little soul is born
Put him in a blanket to see if he is warm
Hold him very close, just as closely as you can,
For he'll never ever be that little soul again

On a summer morning there's a little boy play
Discovering the world, that will be his one day
Watch him very close just as closely as you can,
For he'll never ever be that young boy again

On an autumn afternoon a young man goes to learn
How to build the bridges and makes the wheels to turn
And woman you will love him just as often as you can,
For he'll never ever be that young man again

On a lonely midnight winter an old man goes to sleep,
Leaving everything he owned for other men to keep
And the earth will hold him close, just as closely as it can,
For he'll never ever be that old man again

Epilogue:
Gone a life of yearning, a heart that's old and worn
And in the quite of the dawn a little soul is born