My Big Brother stands beside me.
There to guide me.
He whispers, “Just stay close to me.”
I don’t know the path; it’s not mine to know, but know that He does. He’s been here before.
My Big Brother stands beside me.
There to guide me.
He whispers, “Just stay close to me.”
I don’t know the path; it’s not mine to know, but know that He does. He’s been here before.