To a Child

What is life—

Did you read about it

In a magazine?

Silent lies

Never give you what you need

Is there hope

For a mother

And an elf on speed?

Kiss the sun hello

Child in the park

Make your life a loving thing

I'm so tired

You're so wired

And I'm a poet

Without a poem

You are my child

"So serene"

I read about us

In a magazine

Then why are we

Crying by the washing machine?

Let's run away child

And follow a dream

Kiss the sun hello

Child in the park

Make your life a loving thing

The park is late

The wind is strong

The trees have eyes

And you are my song

My lovely song

What is love?

Child I am here

To stand by you

And you will find

Your own way

Hard and true

And I'll find mine

'Cause I'm growing with you

Oh, kiss the sun hello

God and Goddess

Make his life a loving thing

And if I smile

As you reach above

The climbing bars

To see the stars—

You are my, my love

You are my child

I wish you harmony

My soul

Oh, oh, mmm, mmm