Tough to Be a Bug

It's kind of tough to be a bug
Six arms and still no one to hug
I'd like to know what it's like on the other side of the fence
Maybe some flowers and some friends
If I climb far enough
Though it might take some time
I just might
See the light
And the apple trees
Of red and green and brown
And some dragonflies
And the flutterbyes
Who might stop and say hi
A perfect destination
For a little guy like me
Just wait and see
I'll pack my bags
'Cause tomorrow I will be
On my way