The Little Waterfall

The little waterfall Is not so little at all Its burbling waters whisper to me That it’s gonna be alright In a few days or tonight I’ll finally figure it out The little singing birds Don’t need any words To express what they want to me They flutter and fly about With their giggles and shouts As beautiful melodies of love Rocks of the most curious shapes Pleasantly fade Beneath a wavy veil of blue water White fluffy clouds lazily drift away Ducks taking care of their little sons and daughters The little passion fruit Got me thinking of you Still peacefully sleeping at home I should be getting back Twenty-one in blackjack Her heart is mine and mine’s her own Rocks of the most curious shapes Pleasantly fade Beneath a wavy veil of blue water White fluffy clouds lazily drift away We taking care of our little son and daughter