Nedelle Our Little Selves
Save a piece of yours sometime
We'll get on like a house on fire
We can sing til our ears are full
Lie in reverie then sing some more
Sound the bell, our little selves are enough
I fear we'll be under siege
In the event we might ever leave
So stay a while, the day is old
See, the sky is fading into gold
Sound the bell, our little selves are enough
Our little selves, our little selves
Our little selves
