I have been tapping my finger
Wiggling my toes

I’ve counted the dirt specks on the hose

My eyes are drooping, and I’m tired
None of this seem desired

I’ve drank 3 gallons of the sweetest juice
And the cap wasn’t loose

I’ve baked a cookie, and a cake
All the pastries I could possibly make

I’m growing older and older, it feels so
Wrinkles are climbing up from my toes

My eye is twitching so fast
Keeping it open is a burdening task

I’ve been surfing on the web
And now I’m bouncing on my bed

The hours are passing, oh so slow
I feel time has frozen in the ice and snow

Do I really need to wait this long
To hear the end of my sister’s song?