I'm not in my right mind
Life seems to just pass me by
I think about it all the time
How fine would it be to feel fine?
But then I shift into overdrive
And I go deaf, then I go blind
Oh how nice would it be
To just be allowed to see?
To be buzzing around like a bee
To be allowed to say "us", and "we"
But sometimes things can't be
Always about me
I know I'm not the center of you
And I know half of what I think isn't true
But when I'm down, and feeling so blue
I never ever seem to find the right shoe
And I'm sure, sometimes you feel it too
How nice it would be, to be rid of this flu
Just the product of some current feelings...