Raggedy Ann & Andy I Look And What Do I See
Most times it’s only the simple everyday things,
Like ribbon bows or puppies and boys or games to play on swings.
But sometimes, hanging upside down from Marcella’s hand,
By myself I see a very special land.
I look and what do I see?
Looking out with two brand-new shoebutton eyes, here’s what appears to me:
I see lots of pretty, and a lot of happy,
And a bit of everything that’s there inside of me!
I look and what do I see?
From a head all filled with thread and linen in a raggy jamboree,
I see lots of smiling and a lot of singing,
And a lot of something else that no one else can see!
Lots of butterflies in the air,
Lots of honeycomb everywhere,
All the pretty things we could share
Together!
I look and what do I see?
It’s a face as smiling and as hopeful as my own face has to be.
Sing something pretty, all lit up and shining,
Sing something everyone could be if they were me.
When I look, that’s what I see!
You really see it that way?
Just that lovely?
With the butterflies in the air?
Air?
Every single day?
With the honeycomb everywhere?
Really?
With a happiness we could share,
Together?
Together!
I look and what do I see?
It’s a face as smiling and as hopeful as I know a face could be!
Sing something pretty, all lit up and shining;
Sing something everyone could be the same as me!
When I look
When I look
When I look
When I look
That’s what I see!
