When Will My Life Begin?

7 AM, the usual morning lineup:

Start on the chores and sweep till the floor's all clean

Polish and wax, do laundry, and mop and shine up

Sweep again, and by then it's like 7:15

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 basically

Just wonder when will my life begin?

Then after lunch it's puzzles and darts, and baking

Papier-mâché, 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 reread the books if I have time to spare

I'll paint the walls 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 wonderin', and wonderin'

And wonderin', and wonderin'

When will my life begin?

Tomorrow night 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

Look at the world - so close, and I'm halfway to it!

Look at it all - so big - do I even dare?

Look at me - there at last! - I just have to do it

Should I? No - here I go

Just smell the grass! The dirt! Just like I dreamed they'd be!

Just feel that summer breeze - the way it's calling me

For like the first time ever, I'm completely free!

I could go running, and racing

And dancing, and chasing

And leaping, and bounding

Hair flying, heart pounding

And splashing, and reeling

And finally feeling

That's when my life begins!