9/18/07
tiny bones
i feel like dancing i’m an uprooted maple tree
i’ll shake off my red orange leaves
i know i’m through
and now leaves wave bye i’ll need you to stay
that love of yours keeps father breeze away
i know it will
oh papa is it real?
because i don’t need a fortune cookie to give a sign
to know your tiny bones were meant for me
your a treasure i’m too selfish to hide
you belong on my christmas tree
now that i’ve caught you i’ll keep you near
lady bug come crawl on my ear
you’ll know i’m safe
when the wind picks you up you can hide in my throat
warm you while humming quarter notes
you’ll hear my love
oh papa is it real?
because i don’t need a fortune cookie to give a sign
to know your tiny bones were meant for me
your a treasure i’m too selfish to hide
you belong on my christmas tree