O by the by
Has anybody seen
Little you-I
Who stood on a green
Hill and threw
His wish at blue
With a swoop and a dart
Out flew his wish
(it dove like a fish
But it climbed like a dream)
Throbbing like a heart
Burning like a flame
Blue took it my
Far beyond far
And high beyond high
Bluer took it your
But bluest took it our
Away beyond where
What a wonderful thing
Is the end of a string
(whispers little you-I
As the hill becomes nil)
Won’t somebody tell
Me why people let go
Has anybody seen
Little you-I
Who stood on a green
Hill and threw
His wish at blue
With a swoop and a dart
Out flew his wish
(it dove like a fish
But it climbed like a dream)
Throbbing like a heart
Burning like a flame
Blue took it my
Far beyond far
And high beyond high
Bluer took it your
But bluest took it our
Away beyond where
What a wonderful thing
Is the end of a string
(whispers little you-I
As the hill becomes nil)
Won’t somebody tell
Me why people let go
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