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