climb, climb, i always climb

out of bed in the morning

on a mountain made of sand

and i know this doesn't rhyme

but the clutter on the table

has been getting out of hand



i know that you tried to see me through

but honey i'm still having trouble

finding out what's you



time, time, it's so sublime

well they say it's non-existent

but it's playing with my mind

and phone calls don't cost a dime

in the caverns of your feelings

where the sun will never shine



i know that you tried to see me through

but honey i'm still having trouble

finding out what's you



mine, mine, which things are mine?

well i thought i saw a few

before i found out i was blind

and i think i see a sign

and it's saying where to go

and when i get there what i'll find



i know that you tried to see me through

but honey i'm still having trouble

finding out what's you