When Will My Life Begin [Tangled]

Seven A.M., the usual morning line-up

Start on the chores, and sweep til the floors all clean

Polish and wax, do laundry and mop and shine up

Sweep again

And by then

Its, like, seven-fifteen

And so Ill read a book

Or maybe two or three

Ill add a few new paintings

To my gallery

Ill play guitar and knit and cook

And basicly

Just wonder, when will my life begin?

Then, after lunch, its puzzles, and darts and baking...

Papier-maché, a bit of ballet, and chess...

Pottery and ventriloquy, candle-making...

Then Ill stretch

Maybe sketch

Take a climb

Sew a dress

And Ill re-read the books

If I have time to spare

Ill paint the wall some more

Im sure theres room somewhere

And then Ill brush, and brush

And brush, and brush my hair

Stuck in the same place Ive always been

And Ill keep wondring

And wondring

And wondring

And wondring

When will my life begin?

Tomorrow night...

The lights will appear

Just like they do on my birthday each year

What is it like

Out there where they glow?

Now that Im older

Mother might just let mego...