Things that cannot be
How they make me believe
In any old thing at all
No matter how little or small
A job that don't take away
Every hour of day
And don't follow me home
Or scare me when I'm alone
Things that cannot be
How they make me believe
In any old thing at all
No matter how little or small
The one that I love best
Returning for peace and rest
In my arms to stay
And the wanting going away
Things that cannot be
How they make me believe
In any old thing at all
No matter how little or small