7 the usual morning lineup Start on the chores and sweep 'til the floor's all clean Polish and wax, do laundry, and and shine up Sweep again, and by then it's like 7:15
And so I'll read a book Or maybe two or three I'll add a few new to my gallery I'll play guitar and knit And cook and basically Just wonder when will my life begin?
Then after lunch it's puzzles darts and baking Paper mache, a bit of ballet and chess Pottery and ventriloquy, making Then I'll stretch, maybe sketch, take a climb Sew a
And I'll reread the books If I have time to spare I'll paint the walls some more I'm sure there's room somewhere And I'll brush and brush and brush and brush my hair Stuck in the same place I've always been
And I'll wanderin' and wanderin' And wanderin' and wonderin' When will my life begin?
And night Lights will appear Just like they do on my birthday each year What is it like Out there they glow? Now that I'm older Mother might just Let me go...