Lyrics
Do you own a toy that you hang on to
And say "Mine! Mine!"
When your sister Brooke tries to have a look
Do you whine "Mine?"
Have you never heard there's a friendlier word
And yours can't compare?
A much sweeter sound, the best all around
It's called "Share," so there
When your baby brother gets held by your mother
And you see
Do you get all stressed and point to your chest
And say "Ooh, me"?
It's funny how so many grown-ups and kids
Have a real hard time
Sharing the spotlight, learning that things can be
Ours, not mine
It's funny how so many grown-ups and kids
Have a real hard time
Sharing the spotlight, learning that things can be
Ours, not mine
It's double the fun when you have someone
Who can share some time
Both in the spotlight, learning that things can be
Ours, not mine