Spreading wide open a white map
Let us go and bury some treasure
There is no need for a coat nor a hat
Just armed with a pencil lead
Round and round and round passing through
Round and round and round X marks the footprints
Coming right through the school walls
Anywhere we can go because there is always a path there
Just do not let our skirt pleats go untidy
For our secret journey
Let them find our buried treasure
That we hid so carefully
"It does not have to be at a place hidden from view"
The pencil lead whispers
Lu-la-la lu-la-la lu~ they sing
Lu-la-la lu-la-la lu~ the note marks sway in the air
Climb atop the tall tree
Anywhere you can go what is in front of you is your future
Press a finger on the lips and go
On your secret walk
Go right through the school walls
Anywhere you can go because there is always a path there
Just do not let your skirt pleats go untidy
For your secret journey