Lyrics
I know the leaves are changing, I looked out the window today
I know the wind is blowing, cause its blowing in my face,
I think ill know when summer's back around
Chorus
I like little words, they never bring me down
I like little words, they'll always bring me
up and around with joy, when they're not used too oftenly
I know that we are changing, I looked in the mirror today
I know that you are staying, I'll look back at you and say you were my friend,
But that's not good enough
Chorus
I like little words like "me" and "my" and "I"
"Was" and "were" and "has"
I even like five-letter words on good days,
But what's all this "condensation," "adaptation", "supercalifragilisticexpealidotious"?
What does that mean?
Cause I like little words, when they're not used too oftenly
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