When I am grown and out of school, know freedom,
Then I'll become and I'll start earning keep;
But I am still a waif needing your guidance,
And so I humbly sit till I can leap.

Do lift me up, so I can drink from fountains.
Do lift me up, then walk; once more I see
Over throngs, when I am on your shoulders.
Do gift me zippered shorts; then I can pee.

Do raise me up into a land that's bounteous.
Do raise me up to walk, but not to flee.
I'll grow stronger when I'm one year older.
Do raise me up 'twixt shores where I am free.

There is such strife in life about my hunger,
Ingesting part, eat no imperfect treat.
But when it's yummy, I am filled with wonder;
Sometimes I think I simply yearn for sweet.

Do raise me up to fly o'er grandest mountains.
Do raise me up to balk at storms on sea.
I am strong on my ancestors' shoulders;
I'll raise my cup to mortals I sha'n't see.

Do raise me up to understand Earth's bounty.
Do raise me up to talk of warming seas;
'Twas not long ago that they were colder.
Do raise me up to forests high with trees.

Do raise me up, new doors to find their keys.