[Verse 1]
Though it's not the finish
It's near'nough to the line
Draw concentric circles
In the sand to pass the time
Say, hold your finger to the sky
You can block out the sun
It's a bit beyond
To the naked eye

[Verse 2]
But in the end
Of which, is yes
We dressed up all the time
You can be the goodie
And I'll play the bad for now

[Chorus]
Say, at last concealed within the trees
With twigs and tricks and candlesticks
With gently braising knees
Say, that's a world that's filled with glee
You can hold your breath and count to ten
And you bet-ter, find me

[Verse 3]
Let's sing all these kinds of things
I'll save it up (Save it up)
Collecting all these cards and things
That I'll put in a box by the pinned up tree
I'll save it up (Save it up [x3])

[Chorus]