Things will start and things will end Doesn't mean you need to worry Pick up a pencil, draw a line Between the places where it's buried To make sure that I will find how I got here And to believe in where I'm going Take all the pieces, fill my chest And bear this treasure ever glowing ♪ Things will start and things will end Doesn't mean you need to worry Pick up a pencil, draw a line Between the places where it's buried To make sure that I will find how I got here And to believe in where I'm going Take all the pieces, fill my chest And bear this treasure ever glowing Say, I love you, baby Auntie (I do)
I do (Sandy, Sandy) Okay (Sandy, who's on the phone?) It's Bubby Yeah, Bubby? Oh, okay Okay, I'll try Okay (okay) You'll try I think she said okay I think she said okay