When Will My Life Begin? (Cover)

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

Start on the chores, and sweep 'til the floor's all clean

Polish and wax, do laundry and mop and shine up

Sweep again

And by then

It's, like, seven-fifteen

And so I'll read a book

Or maybe two or three

I'll add a few new paintings

To my gallery

I'll play guitar and knit and cook

And basiclly

Just wonder, when will my life begin?

And I'll keep won'dring

And won'dring

And won'dring

And won'dring

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 I'm older

Mother might just let me go...