[Intro]
Under the branches, a plan begins to grow
A weary heart dreams of a show in motion
[Verse 1]
Stressed-out squirrel with a racing mind,
Dreams of a tiny, custom-built unicycle, one of a kind,
For acorn-gathering trips, wheels that'll glide.
[Chorus]
Squirrel-sized wheels, roll into my day,
Wheely good day, come on and light the way,
Ride this dream and carry me away.
[Verse 2]
Lament the lack of wheels fit for paws so small,
Yet hope hums louder than the branches' call,
Someday soon I’ll steer toward a wheely good day.
[Chorus]
Squirrel-sized wheels, roll into my day,
Wheely good day, come on and light the way,
Ride this dream and carry me away.
[Outro]
A new dawn, a tiny wheel waits for me.