Raindrops on roses And whiskers on kittens Bright copper kettles And warm woolen mittens A wild goose that flies With the moon on her wings These are a few of my favorite things
It's the eye of the tiger The cream of the fight Risin' up to the challenge of our rival And the last known survivor Stalks her prey in the night And she's watchin' us all In the eye of the tiger
Ouch I have lost myself again Lost myself- I am nowhere to be found, Yeah I think that I might break I've lost myself again and I feel unsafe Be my friend Hold me- wrap me up Unfold me, I am small