Tell me that you’ve got everything you want But you don’t get me You say you’ve seen seven wonders And you’re bird is green But you don’t see me When your prized possessions start to weigh you down Look in my direction, I’ll be ’round I’ll be ’round
When your bird is broken Will it bring you down You may feel awoken I’ll be ’round I’ll be ’round
You tell me that you’ve heard every sound there is And your bird can swing But you don’t get me You can’t hear me
