The birds are singing, de dee de la dee,
And the sun is in the sky,
And I'm feeling quite so, dead inside.
And I mathematically add to happiness,
But I can't quite quake this feeling of the dust.

 

And I know,
You don't quite know that I know,
That I don't know.
And you know,
You don't quite know that I know,
That I don't know.

 

I once felt the earth beneath my feet,
But I can't quite remember that time,
I once was where I am, or somewhere else.
And I, will fly, into, the sky, and I,
Will glide as I fly.

 

And I know,
You don't quite know that I know,
That I don't know.
And you know,
You don't quite know that I know,
That I don't know.

 

Butterflies, in my eyes,
And in the pits of hell,
My disguise, I despise, before your eyes,
Is hidden well,
And your so lucky, that you haven't got me,
And a life aint going your way,
'Cause everyday, is the same.

 

And I know,
You don't quite know that I know,
That I don't know.
And you know,
You don't quite know that I know,
That I don't know.

 

I've been here, and I've been there
And I've been almost everywhere,
But I know, I've been know where.
And this song, will have some lyrics to sing along,
But for now,
I am done.