Change

Each time I have a happy thought I'll put a penny in a jar, hoping they'll save up to one day buy a fancy car. Each time inside I'm filled with joy in will a nickel go, to someday pay my travels to someplace where it snows. Each time I add a dime it’s ‘cause good feelings that I get, hoping it will help with my children not born yet. Each time I add a quarter my smile has been passed to you, this is sure to pay for tough times I will go through. Each time I'm feeling pain or sorrow I'll add a dollar to be fair, hopefully in the end there won’t be much cash in there. Now the game is over, time to ensure my hopes and dreams, I open the lid and to my despair, all I see is green. Until I get some change I’ll just live off these dollar bills, because obviously nothing else is keeping my jar filled.