You tell me that you've got everything you want

And your bird can sing

But you don't get me, you don't get me



You say you've seen seven wonders and your bird is green

But you can't see me, you can't see me



When your prized possessions start to wear you down

Look in my direction, I'll be round, I'll be round



When your bird is broken will it bring you down

You may be awoken, I'll be round, I'll be round



You tell me that you've heard every sound there is

And your bird can swing

But you can't hear me, you can't hear me