Frederick Loewe - The Earth and Other Minor Things lyrics

[Gigi] The Postman or mama or Aunt Alicia That's all it seems to be a question of A pauper or a slave or Aunt Alicia But not a mention anywhere of love What is there than anyone can teach? If everything I want is out of reach? I know about the earth and other minor things Why caterpillars smile and summertime has wings How if somewhere there's always a dawn The earth must be worth being on But there's something that makes a continual riddle of it Why oh why I'm here in the middle of it all I don't belong where the crowds are Why don't I go where the clouds are I know about the leaves that fall and then are gone How small a kite becomes with no one holding on And I can`t be a cloud in a storm with no where to go to be warm But as long as I can't find a clue to the riddle of it What am I to do in the middle of it all? I don't belong where the crowds I don't belong where the clouds are Then where do I belong?