Little Bitty Boy
Irene Kral Lyrics


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Little boy lost in search of little boy found
You go a wondering, wandering
Stumbling, tumbling, round! round!
When will you find
What's on the tip of your mind?
Why are you blind
To all you ever were
Never were, really are, nearly are?
Little boy false in search of little boy true
Will you ever be done traveling
Always unraveling you, you?
Running away could lead you further astray
And as for fishing in streams for pieces of dreams
Those pieces will never fit
What is the sense of it?
Little boy blue, don't let your little sheep roam




It's time ,come blow your horn, meet the morn
Look and see, can you be far from home?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Irene Kral's "Little Bitty Boy" is a lamentation to a lost little boy on a search for his true identity. The song speaks of a boy's restlessness in finding meaning and purpose in his life, as he continues to wander aimlessly, stumbling and tumbling around without direction. It poses a series of questions to the little boy, questioning his blindness to what he was, never was, really is or nearly is. The song advocates for the little boy to stop running away in search of himself, as it could only lead him further astray. Furthermore, the song warns the little boy about the futility of fishing in streams for broken dreams, as those pieces do not fit anywhere.


In the second stanza, the song addresses the boy's false persona, asking if he will ever be done traveling and breaking himself down. It questions his habit of unraveling, always looking for something, never finding it. The song suggests that running away does not help, as it could lead him even further astray. It then asks the little boy to blow his horn and meets the morning, urging him to look and see if he isn't far from home.


Line by Line Meaning

Little boy lost in search of little boy found
A young child is lost, seeking his true identity


You go a wondering, wandering
He aimlessly walks and explores the world


Stumbling, tumbling, round! round!
He is unsure of his path, falling down and getting up again


When will you find
The child wonders when he will discover his true self


What's on the tip of your mind?
He is curious about the thoughts that are hidden deep inside him


Why are you blind
He questions why he cannot see the truth about himself


To all you ever were
The child is ignorant of his past self and its significance


Never were, really are, nearly are?
He's unsure if he ever was or will be his true self


Little boy false in search of little boy true
He is looking for his true self, but he is not being authentic


Will you ever be done traveling
The child wonders if he will ever find his true self or if he will spend his life searching


Always unraveling you, you?
He feels that he is constantly discovering a new part of himself


Running away could lead you further astray
He learns that avoiding his problems might create even more confusion and emotional turmoil


And as for fishing in streams for pieces of dreams
He realizes that chasing fragments of a future life is fruitless


Those pieces will never fit
His collected dreams will never fully satisfy him as a whole


What is the sense of it?
He questions the point of aimlessly pursuing his future self


Little boy blue, don't let your little sheep roam
He is warned not to let his thoughts and actions wander too far as it may lead him astray


It's time, come blow your horn, meet the morn
He is encouraged to wake up and face the day with a clear mind, ready to find his true self


Look and see, can you be far from home?
The child is asked to examine his environment and understand that he is always connected to his true self




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ALAN BERGMAN, MARILYN BERGMAN, MICHEL LEGRAND

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