I start each day off the same
Stretching out my panda arms
Reaching for a guitar to play

But now my best friend's at my feet
I can tell by her tiny cries
It's time for us to eat

We shuffle to that old wood stove
I put on a pot of tea
And fill up both her bowls

Since we have no place to go
We bow our sleepy heads
And clap along to the radio


It goes tra la la la la la la la


My brother lives on 14th and Church
His hands hold so much joy
His heart is filled with so much hurt

He fell in love with a girl from the sea
She calmed his racing mind
And held him until he fell asleep

Through the years we've both seen our fair share of change
We've had some victories
But mostly we just made mistakes

He's got this piano tune he made
Even though he wrote it as a child
It's still a hit today


It goes tra la la la la la la la


I've got this little house up north
It's not the biggest home
But I paid what it's worth

Right now it's just a place to keep my books
And since I hardly read
I guess it's just there for looks

One day three schedules will align
And finally the boys and girls
Will be in the same damn place at the same damn time

With our voices, hearts, and strings
We'll fill those tiny rooms
With so much love we'll just have to sing


Tra la la la la la la la