THE WISE OLD OWL

See the wise old owl As the evening comes Silhouetted by the light of the moon He has seen storms come And he's seen them go And he knows that this will pass soon When the clouds in the sky Are just about to cry And here on the ground you feel small You don't have to hide The tears in your eyes Just wipe them away when they fall See the wise old owl As the evening comes Silhouetted by the light of the moon He has seen storms come And he's seen them go And he knows that this will pass soon