On the first day All of this got started Got the last name Of my father's father This riddle gets too hard to solve so I leave it on the shelf But I am just like everybody else Pen to paper This wish of mine Filled an ocean And I dive inside Then the waves get darker And they take me on a ride But I'd be floating on my back If I could only find the tide When this riddle gets too hard to solve I leave it on the shelf I am just like everybody else