Peering out of tiny eyes
The grubby hands that grip the rails
Wipe the windows clean of frost
as the morning air lay on the latch
A whistle awakens someone there
Next door to the nursery just down the hall
A strange new sound you never heard before
A strange new sound that makes boys explore
Tread neat so small those little feet
Amid the morning his small heart beats
So much excitement yesterday
that must be rewarded, must be displayed.
Large hands lift him through the air
Excited eyes contain him there
The eyes of those he loves and knows
But what's this extra bed, just here?
His puzzled head tipped to one side
Amazement swims in those bright green eyes
Glancing down upon this thing
That makes strange sounds,
Strange sounds that sing.
And in those silent. happy seconds
That surround the sounds of this event
A parent's smile is made in moments
They have made for you a friend
And all you ever heard from them
until you grew much older
Did not compare with when they said,
This is your brand new brother
This is your brand new brother
This is your brand new brother
Lyric by Bernie Taupin

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