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