Little people
And their little troubles
And their little boxes
And their little bubbles
Little people
In their little homes
They're little trolls!
They're little gnomes!
Sometimes they drink too much
And wallow in despair
Sometimes they like to go out
With big and teased up hair
Sometimes they lay in bed
All the live long day
And listen to their music
And wish the world away
Are you a little person?
A little tiny ‘me’?
With big and giant dreams
Of all that you could be?
Do you look at what others do
Do you look at what they've won
And do you think to yourself
Is this all that I have done?
