Polar Bear

Polar Bear In the bright shop window sits the polar bear Makes the children's eyes light up to see him there Amongst the tinsel he gives everyone a smile To see him as you'd see a star Love him from where you are He's not for, not for, not for sale Past an open window walks the pretty girl Does she see me at her feet it's hard to tell But if I ask her she might turn her smile away To see her as I'd see a star Love her from where you are She's not for, not for, not for sale I guess I'll learn to look Without a grasping hand Minor contentment wears a smile I love her from where I lie He's not for, not for, not for sale Not for sale