A magic bus in a meadow at sunrise,
A journey of beauty and surprise,
The sun rises in the sky so fair,
Bringing joy and hope with its light so rare.
The trees whisper secrets in the breeze,
The flowers in bloom, a sight to please,
A journey of life and of love,
The magic of spring from above.
It's a special time when all is new,
The sky turns pink and the birds sing too,
A journey of bliss and of as we arise,
On the magic bus in the meadow at sunrise.