I saw a ghost on the stairs
Sheets on the tables and chairs
Silverware swam with the sharks in the sink
Even so I don't know what to think

I've been hoping for
Daisies to push through the floor
I want life to grow all around me
So I don't feel sad anymore

I'd rather waltz then walk through the forest
The trees keep the tempo as they sway in time
quartet of crickets chime in for the [bad word] If I play your heartstrings, will you [bad word] on mine?

I saw a bear in the den
He stayed right there where he'd been
Asleep like [bad word] you would make from his skin
Out I crept through the trees he lived in

I've been hoping for
Daisies to push through the floor
I want life to grow all around me
So I don't feel sad anymore

I'd rather waltz then walk through the forest
The brook babbles on about nothing at all
quartet of crickets chime in for the [bad word] new leaf turns over unwilling to fall

I've been hoping for
I've been hoping for
I want life to grow all around me
So I don't feel sad anymore

I'd rather waltz then walk through the forest
The brook babbles on about nothing at all
quartet of crickets chime in for the [bad word] new leaf turns over unwilling to fall