Head like a rock spinning round and round;
I found it in a hole sitting upside down.
Paint me a wish on a velvet sky.
You demand the answers but I don't know why?
Cos' in my mind there is no time.
But the little things they make us so happy!
Just being the loser that plays lost and found;
All I want to do is live by the sea,
Standing by the edge of an ugly bree,
Hiding under the coat of a garden pea,
Cos' it's good to see you're free.
Still those little things they make us so happy!
So what would you say if I said to you?
It's not in what you say it's in what you do.
You point the finger at me but I don't deceive.
Close your eyes my friend and pretend to believe;
Cos' one day your mind will soon conceive.
That the little things they make us so happy!
