Big New World - Steve Forbert

What a big new world

Is it all this tall

Shelves in the den

And the fan blades that spin

Seem far away

On my hands and knees

I can crawl the hall

Wide open door

To the warm carpet floor

Says Please come through

When I'm alone and in my room

And lights are low

I want some more of all those things

That make time go

I like the strange and changing

Daytime sights and sounds

And I like that evening fun

When everyone's around

In the pots and pans

I enjoy myself

Food I'll consume

If I hold my own spoon

In my own way

When I'm alone and in my room

And lights are low

I want some more of all those things

That make time go

I like the strange and changing

Daytime sights and sounds

And I like that evening fun

When everyone's around

Let me laugh with you

Toss me high and smile

Sleep what a bore

What's the point What's it for

And why so soon

When I'm alone and in my room

And lights are low

I want some more of all those things

That make time go

I like the strange and changing

Daytime sights and sounds

And I like that evening fun

When everyone's around

Oh la la la la la la la la la

La la la

La la la la la la la la la

La la la

What a big new world