I've got sixty-two cents, and a head full of space.
Spinning, just spinning;
there's nowhere to go in this place.
Stand in one spot, watch it all spin by.

I've got sixty-two cents, and a need to go try.
Stretching, just stretching;
soon there'll be wings to fly
off the ground, 'til I've found freedom.

I've got sixty-two cents, and a soul full of wisdom.
Waiting, just waiting;
someone must enter this kingdom.
It's open to all, just a question away.

I've got sixty-two cents, and that's all I can pay.
Begging, just begging;
may I take the ferry today?
It's not near, only waves crash here.