Ain’t got no tongue
Got nothing to say
And starting all over
Sometimes is the only way
Pick up the pieces
Buy a bottle of glue
Gonna count all my blessings
My blessings used to be you
And all those days
Still remain
And all that’s left
Is change!
Gonna fly me an airplane
Land if in the clouds
Where I’m high and all alone
Singin' «Ain't too proud to beg»
Put paint on the ceiling
Pretend it’s the ground
Where things dry smooth and even
And you’re not the only on who’s down
And all those days
Still remain
And all that’s left
Is change!