The Kite

Little more speed, little more rope
Little more wind, little more hope
Gotta get this stupid kite to fly
Gotta make sure it doesn't snag
Doesn't droop, doesn't drag
Gotta watch out for ev'ry little- whoops!

Little less speed, little more tack
Little less rise, little more slack
Gotta keep my wits about me now
Gotta make sure it doesn't get the nest of me
Till I get it in the air somehow

Millions of little kids do it ev'ry day
They make a kite and- poof, it's in the sky
Leave it to me to have the one fool kite
Who likes to see a little kid cry

Little less talk, little more skill
Little less luck, little more will
Gotta face this fella eye to eye
Now that I've seen you chasing moles
Climbing trees, digging holes
Catching your string on everything passing by
Why not fly?

Wait a minute
What's it doing?
It isn't on the ground
It isn't in a tree
It's in the air!
Look at at that
It's caught the breeze now
It's past the trees now
With room to spare

Oh-
What a beautiful sight
And I'm not such a clumsy guy
If I really try
I can really
Fly a ki-