Here's my story--it's sad, but true:
I've got nothing on my mind.
The sky isn't blue and the ocean's not grand.
I thought I'd be a hero.
If you've ever wondered why, Disney tales all end in lies.
I've been spending money like a king, but I'm not a king.
There's a darkness upon me that's flooded in light.
I've got these habits that I cannot break.
Wouldn't it be nice if we were older?
I think that, possibly, maybe, I'm falling for you.
I don't know, but I think maybe.
I'm going to be a mighty king.
When the night has come,
I'm not surprised--not everything lasts.
All the ghosts of the grandmothers have been haunting me in my living room.
Did you see the sky?
You say hello, and I say hello back.
You may tire of me.
In the light of the sun,
I never loved nobody fully.
Where have all the good men gone?
After all is said and done, I feel the same.
You know, this may turn into the longest day of my life.
Once upon a time, not so long ago,
Three little birds sat on my window.
"Hey, ain't life wonderful?"
When I see you, I really see you upside down.
Today, I'm going to write a sad song.
Follow me and everything is all right.
I just want to be okay, be okay, be okay.
I hold on so nervously.
I want to ask you, do you ever sit and wonder,
Why do birds suddenly appear every time you'e near?
I sense there's something in the wind that feels like tragedy's at hand.
May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 2:38 PM UTC
Here's my story--it's sad, but true:
I've got nothing on my mind.
The sky isn't blue and the ocean's not grand.
I thought I'd be a hero.
If you've ever wondered why, Disney tales all end in lies.
I've been spending money like a king, but I'm not a king.
There's a darkness upon me that's flooded in light.
I've got these habits that I cannot break.
Wouldn't it be nice if we were older?
I think that, possibly, maybe, I'm falling for you.
I don't know, but I think maybe.
I'm going to be a mighty king.
When the night has come,
I'm not surprised--not everything lasts.
All the ghosts of the grandmothers have been haunting me in my living room.
Did you see the sky?
You say hello, and I say hello back.
You may tire of me.
In the light of the sun,
I never loved nobody fully.
Where have all the good men gone?
After all is said and done, I feel the same.
You know, this may turn into the longest day of my life.
Once upon a time, not so long ago,
Three little birds sat on my window.
"Hey, ain't life wonderful?"
When I see you, I really see you upside down.
Today, I'm going to write a sad song.
Follow me and everything is all right.
I just want to be okay, be okay, be okay.
I hold on so nervously.
I want to ask you, do you ever sit and wonder,
Why do birds suddenly appear every time you'e near?
I sense there's something in the wind that feels like tragedy's at hand.