I wish the hedgehog was my mother
A snail was my father
And then crawl
Take the shape of another
Cut my legs be like the others
And then small
I wish the hedgehog was my mother
A snail was my father
And then crawl
Take the shape of another
Cut my legs be like the others
And then small
I held my head low
But I still saw you from above
My wishes tend to grow tall
Beautiful you, you are small
If I stand beside a tree
You won’t see the top of me
It’s hidden among the leaves
And my friends are few
Maybe a bird or two
When I wanted you
If I stand beside a tree
You won’t see the top of me
It’s hidden among the leaves
And my friends are few
Maybe a bird or two
When I wanted you
I held my head low
But I still saw you from above
My wishes tend to grow tall
Beautiful you, you are small