| It's all here | |
| Today is the only day | |
| The old times make way for the new | |
| Some fruit punch | |
| Spills on a tablecloth | |
| But there ain't no mess to clean up | |
| Garbage in a can sticks together | |
| The tiniest of things are forever | |
| Drop a couple coins and a feather | |
| And watch them float away at the same time | |
| Song is made with sugar and lemonade | |
| Sing on the porch, swing along | |
| Me and you having a barbecue | |
| Sticking our thumbs in the air | |
| Meeting of some notes on a pocket | |
| Sitting in the sun with some chocolate | |
| Drop a couple pens and some pencils | |
| And watch it all fall right into place |