If Simon says, «Be glad today,»
I surely do what Simon say
And if you’d like to see me smile
Then you’re in luck, cause that’s my style…
My pretty bird up in the tree
I hear the song you sing for me…
The sky’s fantastic, blue or grey
And here we are, alive today…
Hey, hey, hey…
Hey!
The simple things, the lovely simple things:
The sunset and the dawn…
The simple things, the lovely simple things;
I could go on, and on, and on…
For the simple pleasures are worth more than treasures
That your paper money ever bring…
This song is old, this song is new;
This song is me, this song is you…
I like to play out in the rain
I like the sun to shine again…
And again and again…
Each day, so many things to see
And I’m so glad that I am me…
And you, my friends, are pretty too
And I’m so glad that you are you…
You are you, you are you…
Ow!
The simple things, the lovely simple things:
The sunset and the dawn…
The simple things, the lovely simple things;
I could go on, and on, and on…
For the simple pleasures are worth more than treasures
That your paper money ever bring…
Ah, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya…
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, hoo-ooh-hoo…