These little tiny men crawl on me They can be loud at times All I ever wished would come to me In apple orchards filled with golden eggs And people stand around in socks thinking that's it's bad But I will be older soon to take what I need from you All this and more I see would come to me in apple orchards Filled with golden eggs and people stand around in thoughts of Thinking that it's bad Bubble made imagination took me for a ride Where wonder plays a magic game and I learn how to fly But I will be older soon to take what I need from you All this and more I see. I need Tried hard to make it until making it got worse I hope it gets better