It starts with care, a gentle hand, A tiny hope, a simple plan. No need to rush, just let it grow, Small beginnings take it slow. It’s not the race, it’s not the time, It’s the quiet steps that feel like mine. Small beginnings, watch them rise, Underneath the open skies. Every moment, soft and true, Small beginnings lead me through. A tender root, a subtle sign, The smallest shifts that realign. No sudden moves, just steady care, Small beginnings everywhere. It’s not the race, it’s not the time, It’s the quiet steps that feel like mine. Small beginnings, watch them rise, Underneath the open skies. Every moment, soft and true, Small beginnings lead me through. The little things, the seeds we sow, They teach us all we need to know. Quiet effort lights the way, Small beginnings help us stay. Small beginnings, watch them rise, Underneath the open skies. Every moment, soft and true, Small beginnings lead me through. Small beginnings, let them be, Growing roots in harmony.