Little Green

Born with the moon in Cancer
 Choose her a name she will answer to
 Call her green and the winters cannot fade her
 Call her green for the children who've made her
 Little green, be a gypsy dancer
 He went to California
 Hearing that everything's warmer there
 So you write him a letter and say, "her eyes are blue."
 He sends you a poem and she's lost to you
 Little green, he's a non-conformer
 Just a little green
 Like the color when the spring is born
 There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow
 Just a little green
 Like the nights when the northern lights perform
 There'll be icicles and birthday clothes
 And sometimes there'll be sorrow
 Child with a child pretending
 Weary of lies you are sending home
 So you sign all the papers in the family name
 You're sad and you're sorry, but you're not ashamed
 Little green, have a happy ending
 Just a little green
 Like the color when the spring is born
 There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow
 Just a little green
 Like the nights when the northern lights perform
 There'll be icicles and birthday clothes
 And sometimes there'll be sorrow
 There'll be sorrow