The National 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