The Curbside

Da da da Autumn leaves are falling Wind's humming Da da da The ants slowly crawling I'm waiting Da da da Few cars speeding past Like summer at last Da da da da Once winter arrives Can I still sit by The curbside? The curbside The moon seems eager to rise I wait for you to drive by The birds in groups freely fly I look and wave them goodbye I think of others who're home by this time I try my best not to cry By the curbside Da da da Focus on the good things My eyes sting Da da da Or did they forget me I'm jittery Da da da Tell myself they're busy Don't be whiney Da da da da When I get older Will my child sit by The curbside? The curbside The moon seems eager to rise I wait for you to drive by The birds in groups freely fly I look and wave them goodbye I think of others who're home by this time I try my best not to cry By the curbside