see the little children

see the little children laugh and sing

fantasy is such a common thing

love is why the flowers grow

of all the red and blue

i wish they never had to know

love can hurt them too

see the little children laugh and sing

see the little children running by

happiness is dancing in each pie

and love is just a mountain tall

where angels learn to sing

how could they know that angels fall

before they grow their wings?

see the children running by. see the little children on their way

give them kisses

candy and today

tomorrow will be soon enough to know what we speak of

tomorrow will be soon enough to know the hurt of love

see the children on their way.