The little waterfall
Is not so little at all
Its burbling waters whisper to me
That it's gonna be alright
In a few days or tonight
I'll finally figure it out
The little singing birds
Don't need any words
To express what they want to me
They flutter and fly about
With their giggles and shouts
As beautiful melodies of love
Rocks of the most curious shapes
Pleasantly fade
Beneath a wavy veil of blue water
White fluffy clouds lazily drift away
Ducks taking care of their little sons and daughters
The little passion fruit
Got me thinking of you
Still peacefully sleeping at home
I should be getting back
Twenty-one in blackjack
Her heart is mine and mine's her own
Rocks of the most curious shapes
Pleasantly fade
Beneath a wavy veil of blue water
White fluffy clouds lazily drift away
We taking care of our little son and daughter