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Holding little hands

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Holding little hands

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Totally Reckless: AM
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A warm, nostalgic piece about the innocence of childhood and the tiny moments that stay with you forever. This track captures the softness of early memories — the small hands, the small steps, and the big impact they leave on your heart. Written by: Andy Mitchell Produced by: Andy Mitchell Performed by: Totally Reckless: AM © 2026 Andy Mitchell / Totally Reckless: AM — All Rights Reserved #TotallyRecklessAM #AndyMitchell (LYRICS) Verse 1 He remembers quiet mornings, tiny footsteps on the floor. Little fingers reaching upward like they’d never asked before. Every moment felt like sunlight, every laugh a second chance — all the weight he used to carry lifted holding little hands. Pre‑Chorus And every time the world felt heavy, their small touch would pull him through. Chorus Those little hands once held him steady, kept him grounded through the storm. Every touch became a promise, every promise kept him warm. And though the world can turn so heavy, he still feels those small commands — every strength he ever gathered came from holding little hands. Verse 2 He would guide them through the shadows, show them how to stand up tall. Teach them how to face the heartache without breaking when they fall. And though the years kept moving faster, he still feels those soft demands — every hope he ever nurtured lives in holding little hands. Pre‑Chorus And when the doubt began to linger, he’d recall the way they shone. Bridge Some days he misses all the chaos, some days he misses all the noise. But every quiet night reminds him he once carried tiny joys. And though the silence feels much colder, he still hears their distant call. Final Chorus Those little hands once held him steady, taught him how to rise again. Every lesson shaped his heartbeat, every heartbeat eased the pain. And though the years have changed their footsteps, he still walks where memory stands — guided by the love he learned from holding little hands. Outro Little hands that shaped his journey, little hands that helped him stand. Every scar he carries softly traces back to where they ran.