When Will My Life Begin?(uen'uirumairaifubigin) SpecialThanks

Seven A . M ., the usual morning line - up
Start on the chores , and sweep til the floors all clean
Polish and wax , do laundry and mop and shine up
Sweep again
And by then
Its , like , seven - fifteen

And so Ill read a book
Or maybe two or three
Ill add a few new paintings
To my gallery
Ill play guitar and knit and cook
And basicly
Just wonder , when will my life begin ?

Then , after lunch , its puzzles , and darts and baking ...
Papier - mache , a bit of ballet , and chess ...
Pottery and ventriloquy , candle - making ...
Then Ill stretch
Maybe sketch
Take a climb
Sew a dress

And Ill re - read the books
If I have time to spare
Ill paint the wall some more
Im sure theres room somewhere
And then Ill brush , and brush
And brush , and brush my hair
Stuck in the same place Ive always been
And Ill keep wondring
And wondring
And wondring
And wondring
When will my life begin ?

Tomorrow night ...
The lights will appear
Just like they do on my birthday each year
What is it like
Out there where they glow ?
Now that Im older
Mother might just let me go ...

Seven A.M., the usual morning line-up
Start on the chores, and sweep 'til the floor's all clean
Polish and wax, do laundry and mop and shine up
Sweep again
And by then
It's, like, seven-fifteen

And so I'll read a book
Or maybe two or three
I'll add a few new paintings
To my gallery
I'll play guitar and knit and cook
And basic'ly
Just wonder, when will my life begin？

Then, after lunch, it's puzzles, and darts and baking...
Papier-mache, a bit of ballet, and chess...
Pottery and ventriloquy, candle-making...
Then I'll stretch
Maybe sketch
Take a climb
Sew a dress

And I'll re-read the books
If I have time to spare
I'll paint the wall some more
I'm sure there's room somewhere
And then I'll brush, and brush
And brush, and brush my hair
Stuck in the same place I've always been
And I'll keep won'dring
And won'dring
And won'dring
And won'dring
When will my life begin？

Tomorrow night...
The lights will appear
Just like they do on my birthday each year
What is it like
Out there where they glow？
Now that I'm older
Mother might just let me go...