One, two, three
You tell me that you've got everything you want
And your bird can sing
But you can't see me
You can't see me
You say you've seen seven wonders
And your bird is green
But you don't get me
You don't get me
When your prized possessions
Start to weigh you down
Look in my direction
I'll be 'round, I'll be 'round
When your bird is broken
Could it bring you down?
You may be awoken
I'll be 'round, I'll be 'round
You tell me that you've got every sound there is
And your bird can sing
But you don't get me, no
You don't get me
