Little Green

Born with the moon in Cancer Choose her a name she'll answer to Call her green and the winters can not fade her Call her green for the children who have made her little, green Be a gypsy dancer He went to California Hearing that everything's warmer there So you write him a letter, say, "her eyes are blue" He sends you a poem and she's lost to you Little, green, he's a non-comformer Just a little green Like the color when the spring is born There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow Just a little green Like the night's when the Northern lights perform There'll be icicles and birthday clothes and sometimes There'll be sorrow Child with a child pretending Weary of lies you are sending home So you sign all the papers in the family name You're sad and you're sorry but you're not ashamed, little green Little green, have a happy ending Just a little green Like the color when the spring is born There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow Just a little green Like the night's when the Northern lights perform There'll be icicles and birthday clothes And sometimes there'll be sorrow --- Little Green - Joni Mitchell