Catching falling leaves from the branches of the music tree She's a baby with a drum making music that the soul can see Connecting all the dots in the picture of harmony Old people watching with their eyes aglow Mother gently smiling as she watches the show Leia, Leia, Leia Leia, Leia Tiny toes tapping to the rhythm of the falling leaves Eyes dartin' back and forth across the room to you and me Looking through the window at the waves of the dancing sea Old people watching with their eyes aglow Mother gently smiling as she watches the show Leia, Leia, Leia Leia, Leia Remembering when your eyes were young and everything that you could see Going back to grandpa's house and rocking on his knee Old people watching with their eyes aglow Mother gently smiling as she watches the show Leia, Leia, Leia