Verse 1
He came into the world small, but he came in strong,
Three pounds of courage humming its own song.
Lazy‑eye sparkle, doing tricks on cue,
Reads big books like he already knows what to do.
He’s silly with a grin that could break any gloom,
A tiny bright star lighting up the whole room.
He’ll crack a joke, then drop truth like a sage,
A little old soul in a nine‑year‑old stage.
Pre‑Chorus
He feels everything deeper than most people see,
A heart wide open, soft as can be.
He’ll make you laugh, then he’ll make you think —
That’s my Thomas, right on the brink.
Chorus
He’s my wise little wonder,
A mind like lightning, a heart like thunder.
Clever and goofy, gentle and kind,
A rare kind of magic you don’t often find.
He’s brilliant, he’s silly, he’s everything —
Yeah, that’s my Thomas, my wise little king.
Verse 2
He’ll dodge chores smooth like he’s dancing away,
But he’ll melt your heart with a hug any day.
Reads Anatomica like it’s storybook fun,
Knows more facts than most grown-ups, one by one.
He’s gentle with feelings, fierce when he cares,
Carries other people’s worries like they’re his to bear.
He’s goofy, he’s thoughtful, he’s got that spark —
A tiny lantern glowing in the dark.
Pre‑Chorus
He feels everything deeper than most people see,
A heart wide open, soft as can be.
He’ll make you laugh, then he’ll make you think —
That’s my Thomas, right on the brink.
Chorus
He’s my wise little wonder,
A mind like lightning, a heart like thunder.
Clever and goofy, gentle and kind,
A rare kind of magic you don’t often find.
He’s brilliant, he’s silly, he’s everything —
Yeah, that’s my Thomas, my wise little king.
Bridge
He’s the kid who questions the world out loud,
Stands in his truth, makes his mama proud.
A thinker, a dreamer, an old soul inside,
A little spark of brilliance you can’t hide.
He’s trouble in the sweetest way trouble can be,
A legend in training — just wait and see.
Final Chorus
He’s my wise little wonder,
A mind like lightning, a heart like thunder.
Clever and goofy, gentle and kind,
A rare kind of magic you don’t often find.
He’s brilliant, he’s silly, he’s everything —
Yeah, that’s my Thomas, my wise little king.
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