Stawberries, chantilly cream
Ginger bread for every meal
Cheerleaders, a soccer team,
Running up and down the hill
We won’t care about the winter
We won’t care what the neighbours say
We’ll sing all the time
I can’t wait to see the summer turn to fall
I can’t wait to see the silver turn to gold
Baking pies, sexy mummy
Small guitars, sugar daddy
Lullabies, sleepy Yuki
The perfect place to be
From the morning fruit
To the evening soup
And the goodnight flute
For the birthday cakes
For Christmas time
I can’t wait !