Mr. Rogers: [singing]
It's you I like
Not the things you wear
Not the way you do your hair
But it's you I like
The way you are right now
The way down deep inside you
Not the things that hide you
Not your toys... They're just beside you
But it's you I like
Every part of you
Your skin, your eyes, your feelings
Whether old or new
I hope that you'll remember even when you're feeling blue
That it's you I like
It's you yourself
It's you... It's you I like.
Mr. Rogers: You know, when I was a little boy and I went to bed before everybody else in the family, I used to be so curious about what the other people in the family were doing. Particularly I wanted to know what my mother and father were doing when I wasn't with them. I used to think alot about that. And I even asked them about it and they said that was their own time together. And while it was fine to be curious about it, there were some things that were for just grown-ups to do. And I would learn about them when I was a grown-up myself. And so I waited and I grew up and I became a grown-up myself. You know, I think we should have some make-believe.
Does anyone else find that last quote really wierd?