"Music grows in the rose,
rock and rain and the blowing snow storm,
everything seems to sing
everywhere I go.
I say one, two, play me do,
let me sound as sweet as you,
play me wide, play me long,
let me be your song.
∞
Lay me down on the ground,
song comes singing from the midnight places,
raise me high in the sky,
song comes drifting through.
I say one, two, play me do,
let me sound as sweet as you,
play me wide, play me long,
let me be your song.
∞
Play me high, play me low,
play me where the wild wind's blowin,
play me wide, play me long,
play me for your song.
I say one, two, play me do,
let me sound as sweet as you,
play me wide, play me long,
let me be your song."
(Henson)