And it can't be the window, it can't be the rain
And it can't be the clouds they're just too damn grey
And life can pull some fast tricks you gotta be ready to do back flips
Oh, sometimes
Crooked mind of mine, straighten up
Thoughts are over flowing, enough is enough
It's literally bursting at the seams
Oh I'm packing away everything, in little boxes in the back of my mind
Oh, I say, I say, I say, I say, I say, I say
I say, I say, I say, I say, I say there's nothing to say
I say, I say, I say, I say, I say I hide it all away in some dictionary
And it can't be the window, it can't be the rain
And it can't be the clouds they're just too damn grey
And life can pull some fast tricks you gotta be ready to do back flips
Oh, sometimes
And it can't be the window, it can't be the rain
And it can't be the clouds they're just too damn grey
And life can pull some fast tricks you gotta be ready to do back flips
Oh, sometimes