hold on to your childlike wonder,
but learn to articulate your self
you childish fool,
never mistrust the stranger,
yet find ones to be you and stay away
from all the others,
sha la la la,
he sings to me across the borders
of our broken love,
still looking for a place to park
the picnic we have been longing to find a
place to have,
(i've been longing to escape our child-like
love and fine someone more mature to hold me
but i still see the world through sparkling eyes
and trees lined with peaches and apples and
your love)
and i expand and unexpand
with all of the wonder that i supress and decide
is good enough to share,
sha la la la la la.
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