This is my present to you
It’s almost most like the magic you love, you know
This is my present to you

They’re dedicating a book to you
About rainbows, colors, and slimy things that grow
I can’t wait to see the color blue

Remember when the hot air balloon flew?
We might do that tomorrow. In New Jersey! Don’t yet know.
You said it’s too noisy. That’s true.

This is my present to you
Like an old dandelion you pick and wish and blow
Flying away to something new

I am present because of you
When you said hello, time began to flow
It all makes sense because of you

I wake and see your reflection in the dew
Of morning blades of green and lellow
When you left, we weren’t through
That’s why you’re always with me and me with you.