These little tiny men crawl on me

They can be loud at times

All I ever wished would come to me

In apple orchards filled with golden eggs

And people stand around in socks thinking that's it's bad

But I will be older soon to take what I need from you

All this and more I see would come to me in apple orchards

Filled with golden eggs and people stand around in thoughts of Thinking that it's bad

Bubble made imagination took me for a ride

Where wonder plays a magic game and I learn how to fly

But I will be older soon to take what I need from you

All this and more I see. I need

Tried hard to make it until making it got worse

I hope it gets better