Seven a.m. the usual morning line up
Start on the chores and sweep till the floors all clean
Polish and wax do laundry and mop and shine up
Sweep again and par then it's like seven 15

And so i'll read a book
ou mabye 2 ou 3
I'll add a few new paintings to my gallery
I'll play gutair and knit
And cook and basically
Just wonder when will my life begin
Then after lunch it's puzzels and darts and baking
Paper machee a bit of ballee and chess
Pottery and vantrilacly candle making
Then i'll strech mabye sketch take a climb truie, cahier des charges a dress

And i'll re-read the books
If i have time to spare
I'll paint the walls some more
I'm sure there's room somewhere
And then i'll brush and brush
And brush and brush my hair
stuck in the same place i've always been
I'll keep wonderin and wonderin and wonderin and wonderin
When will my life begin
Tomorrow night
The lights will appear
Just like they do on my birthday each year
What is it like
Out there where they glow
Now that i'm older
Mother might just let me go


Sorry about spelling :)