Little Green

Born with the moon in Cancer

Choose her a name she'll answer too

Call her green and the winters can not fade her

Call her green for the children who have made her

Little, green, be a gypsy dancer



He went to California

Hearing that everything's warmer there

So you write him a letter, say, "her eyes are blue"

He sends you a poem and she's lost to you

Little, green, he's a non-comformer



Just a little green

Like the color when the spring is born

There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow

Just a little green

Like the night's when the Northern lights perform

There'll be icicles and birthday clothes

And sometimes there'll be sorrow



Child with a child pretending

Weary of lies you're sending home

So you sign all the papers in the family name

You're sad and you're sorry but you're not ashamed

Little green, have a happy ending



Just a little green

Like the color when the spring is born

There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow

Just a little green

Like the night's when the Northern lights perform

There'll be icicles and birthday clothes

And sometimes there'll be sorrow