To-

day,

I

will

we-

ar

my

white

bu-

tton-

down

I'm

tired

of

wan-

ting

more

I

think

I'm

fi-

nally

worn

For

you

have

a

way

of

pro-

mi-

sing

things

And

I've

been

a

fo-

rest

fire

I

am

a

fo-

rest

fire

And

I

am

the

fi-

re,

and

I

am

the

fo-

rest

And

I

am

a

wit-

ness

wat-

ching

it

I

stand

in

a

va-

lley

wa-

tching

it

And

you

are

not

there

at

all

So

to-

day,

I

will

we-

ar

my

white

bu-

tton-

down

I

can

at

least

be

neat

Walk

out

and

be

seen

as

clean

And

I'll

go

to

work,

and

I'll

go

to

sleep

And

I'll

love

the

litt-

ler

things

I'll

love

some

litt-

ler

things