As sweet as a plum and lovely as dawn   Rolling its tongue over its gums   Like tiger and me as happy as could be   Sat out on the porch      As the whole of the sky   Clouds quietly over   And it starts to cry   Softly on my shoulder      We don't want to grow up   But we have to grow up   As sad as I am, I do understand   I do understand, it just makes me sad      My tiger my heart   We're growing apart   We're trying to be friends      But it's hard sometimes   To be friends with something that eats butterflies   And pencil sharpeners   And I think it would be happier being free      My tiger my friend   My little godsend   I know someday, we'll be happy again