Little Green

Born with the moon in cancer

Choose her a name she will answer to

Call her green and the winters cannot fade her

Call her green for the children who've made her

Little green, be a gypsy dancer

He went to california

Hearing that everything's warmer there

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

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

Little green, he's a non-conformer

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 nights 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 are 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 nights when the northern lights perform

There'll be icicles and birthday clothes

And sometimes there'll be sorrow