It's kind of a five-year-old type of thing.

(Acoustic guitars and toy piano playing)
Please, love
Don’t cry no more
I hate to see you sad
And to see your heart so sore
It’s worse than when
The ice cream man
Ignores me yelling for him
Again and again

La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
Please don’t cry
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
Wipe those tears from your eyes
La, la, la, la

Please, love
Tell me what’s wrong
I’ll give you a smile
And a song
I dunno what’s wrong
Or why you’re crying now
But I promise I’ll make you smile again
I’ll make you smile, somehow

La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
Please don’t cry
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
Wipe those tears from your eyes
La, la, la, la

La, la, la, la
Green-eyes, won’t you smile again?
La, la, la, la