Forget to write and I will call you up at night And let it ring The morning sun, it never bothered anyone But you might find it wise to close the blinds The more I sleep the less I like to use my feet They drag me down So after lunch why don't you come around and see Why I can't eat at all Why I can't even breathe More than you know How many bridges are we supposed to cross Before we meet the boss? The great escape always seems to want to wait Oh merry go round and round and round and round Tommorow the sorrow will be forgotten although I will remember how I fell upon the floor