A Sight to Behold

It's a sight to behold

When you got small words to mold

And you can make 'em your own

Still love it would be much better

Love it would be much better

I'm told

It's like golden corn

And i love its golden glow

It's the little head inside your little hole

And out spring some sparkling thoughts

Still love it would be much better

Love it would be much better

Love it would be much better

Love it would be much better

It's like finding home

In an old folk song

That you've never ever heard

Still you know every word

And for sure you can sing along

But love it would be much better

Love it would be much better

Love it would be much better

Love it would be much better

I know, I know