Yesterday's angry child is here
Inside the yellow and blue walls of this room
Hearing the cars of childhood pass by

Yesterday's angry child is here inside of me
Frustrated and Rebellious

Yesterday's angry child must disappear into tomorrow
Leaving today's child with peace and hope

I want Nothing because I love you
Because you are the morning bird's song inside of me
Because I am love

"For in spring, that season of yours
When life's a celebration,
It might be good to be an animal
Or rich and, above all, beloved."