There's a little lass I know,
Whose heart beams with bright sunshine.
It's her heart of TLC,
That's cherished like vintage wine.

The sun is a brilliant star,
And is medium in size.
Mary Anne's heart I find big,
And it I surely do prize.

Sunshine from her heart is seen
Radiating beauty bright.
Her heart gives off more sunshine,
Than do heavens stars at night.

Though she's older than I am,
It's her sunshine heart I prize.
It gets sweeter by the day,
And it also gets more wise.

Little Miss Sunshine's bright heart,
I find gentle, warm and kind.
Heaven's stars do not have gold,
But in her heart, it, I find.