What's there left to say There is no sun today (and) I don't know what or how to play No one hears it anyway... And I know... I know there's gonna be... I know there's gonna be... People leaving if I stay Weather changing everyday (and) ears plugged up when I sing But that's OK And here comes my friend the crow He's my only friend, you know (and) he just sits there in his tree (and) he just sits there and looks right back at me And I know... I know there's gonna be... I know there's gonna be... No crows up in the tree and (and) phone calls from family (and) frozen engine fluids possibly 'cause winter's almost here I know she's gonna leave And I know I'll think "poor me" And to top it all off there's gonna be People laughing at, not with me (and) lots of self-sympathy (and) a job at Mickey D's (and) not enough gasoline (and) a foot of snow on Halloween (and) it'll all be ok next week Goodnight...