They'll pay a penny for my thoughts,
I'd pay a dollar if they'd keep them.
I could sell them by the pound,

I can promise I don't need them.

I'd put each thought in a box,
And each box on a shelf.
And I wouldn't take them down,

Til' they belonged to someone else.

A penny for your thoughts,
Or I'd be glad to trade.
If you had a dream of sunshine,

And you longed for one of shade.

A penny for your thoughts,
How much for memories?
I'll only take the light ones,

The ones that fall like leaves

I would hold each one so softly,
Til' they were stolen by the breeze.
Then I'd sit and stare for hours,

While your thoughts blew through the trees.

I imagine they'd be beautiful,
A thought in every hue,
From a time of love all dressed in red,

To a time more present, blue.

My thoughts aren't worth a penny,
But I would gladly pay for yours.
My thoughts aren't worth a penny,

My thoughts are merely chores.