The Circle of Seeds

It’s the circle, the circle of seeds
Yes, it’s the circle, the circle of seeds

First I dig, dig, dig and plant the seeds
Next I rake, rake, rake and pull the weeds
Raindrops fall, fall, fall and then I know
That soon my seeds will start to grow

Stems will stretch, stretch, stretch, up to the sun
Roots go deep, deep, deep and when they’re done
Flowers bloom, bloom, bloom and finally
The fruit is ripe and full of seeds

It’s the circle, the circle of seeds
Yes, it’s the circle, the circle of seeds