now is not a good time to leave me on my own and neither will then be a good time i ve always loved the movement of the trees find me a place where i can watch the breeze i m counting the minutes 1 2 3 and 4 keeping good company so what are you crying for i ve always loved the turning of the screw find me a place that i can mold into people they change and often come and go but i m waving flags for the long haul i ll always love the summer till i die find me a place where little birds fly by