The National Slide Quartet (Trombone) Follow

And the National Bank is where their treasures are hid
Like pieces of paper with invisible ink
That collect the thoughts it takes children to think

I spy with my little eye
Something, beginning

With L
And O, V, E

What I'm really trying to say
Is what the kids visualize
Never sees the light of day
Unless it's true to their eyes

So where were you when I was four?
When I had sweet time to spare
What I said was from the core of my soul

An open heart has at least four main doors
And just like a kid I'll open yours

I spy with my little eye
Something, beginning

With L
And O, V, E

I spy with my little eye
Something, beginning

With L
And O, V, E

So where were you when I was four?
When I had sweet time to spare
What I said was from the core of my soul

And the National Bank is where their treasures are hid
Like pieces of paper with invisible ink