When I was young
It seemed that life was so wonderful,
A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.
And all the birds in the trees
Well, they'd be singing so happily,
Oh joyfully, oh playfully, watching me.
But then they sent me away
To teach me how to be sensible,
Logical, oh responsible, practical.
And then they showed me a world
Where I could be so dependable,
Clinical, oh intellectual, cynical.
There are times when all the world's asleep,