He is a balloon
Swimming in the water
She is a flower
In the sunshine
A mourn tree
Watching the lovers float like leaves
Honey bee
All nesters sing the songs then too
It's a portrait of the artist as a young man
It's a portrait of the artist as a young man(no)
Winter arrives
Hang lights the stars in the room
Winter comes
And pare a least form
Pine blue girl
Looking for rabbit how to hide
All she wonders
Is why the sky so blue
It's a portrait of the artist as a young man
It's a portrait of the artist as a young man(no)
It's a portrait of the artist as a young man
It's a portrait of the artist as a young man(no)