Music Always Sounds Nice

I sing to the birds, play for the trees, and give the sunshine my company you said that music always sounds nice when you can make it yourself I'll light some candles and serve my dinner hot pick my own brain, dance to the mood paint my Picasso and hear these thoughts so that my love will be fostered in paramount heights it's hard for me to rub my own back but I can wrap my arms around my waste hold my hand, twirl my hair and I'll get the door because chivalry's not dead I'm not waiting for you so I'll serenade my heart You said that music always sounds nice when you can make it yourself