You tell me that you've got everything you want And your bird can sing But you don't get me, you don't get me
You say you've seen seven wonders and your bird is green But you can't see me, you can't see me
When your prized possessions start to wear 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 be 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 can't hear me, you can't hear me