Matilda Jane
You never look
At any flowers
Or picture books
I'll show you pretty little things in vain
You must be blind
Matilda Jane
Ask you riddles
I'll tell you tales
But all our conversation fails
You never answered me again
I feel you're dumb
Matilda Jane
Matilda darlin', when I call
You never seem to hear at all
I shout with all my might and main
But you're so deaf
Matilda Jane
Matilda Jane
You needn't mind
Although you're deaf, and dumb, and blind
There's someone who loves you, it must be plain
That someone is me
Matilda Jane