I guess I will have to move on Writing it down for a song Things aren't the same in my head As they happen around me all day Sampled forever, repeat Of course, I have my own small world But how can I get away? I can't imagine the next day And I'm sure it won't stay this way 'Cause everything's about to change It's all about to flee [?] Moving away, growing up And finding out, finally, what's up Sampled forever, repeat Moving away, growing up Finding out, finally, what's up Kicked in the tummy and tenderly looks Then I'm sitting there