See see see,
I am here, right here you see
First you turned me on
Turned me like a marble
From words of garble
Round and round
In your fingers
Round and round
In your head
Only a first draft
You said,
Wait till the second draft
You said
Now you scratch me
Now you bench me
Now you say,
“There is too much of you.”
And you say,
“There is too little of me.”
Oh, be that way
Fine by me
Release me
It is raining outside
The girl with covered hands
Is waiting outside
So I go
From your story
To her children’s story
She has a turtle
A rabbit, a donkey
And a monkey
A heart as big as a lion
As tender as an elephant’s
And a swallow
Swallow, swallow meeee…
Now I fly
Over your house
Near your window
See see see,
I am here, right here you see
