Make My Legs Fly

There's music cascading.

I mimic the sound of the trumpet
I raise my voice so loud,
bring it up up and down,
then carry it on, steady

I mimic the sound of the saxaphone
my fingers are crawling and slide
like I play ticky tacky on your spine.

I mimic the sound of my heart beat
swish-boom, swish-boom, swish-boom,
and nod my head in time
hear how it rhymes, without saying nothing.

La-la-la-la-la-laughter, M-m-m-m-music
make my legs fly, make my, make my legs fly
and drape myself back into your arms
you toss me in the air and I leap for joy
and feeling the instruments bubbling out