You could've wished upon a quad of number Uno's
And still be vexed to notice there ain't room enough to think
Could dig the feelings in the garden
I swear there'd still be plenty left around to tell the shrink
You could've wished upon the fastest shooting comets
And still be mad to realize there ain't room enough to think
Could throw the feelings out the window
I swear there'd still be plenty left around to tell the shrink
Too many questions, no remedies
Living through my extremities
Trying to balance distress between some peace and some serenity
The scales are tipping over and the equity is lacking
I'm wide awake at night and through the day you'll find me napping
It's rocket science and the rocket's mighty giant
Metaphors the only way to communicate well when I'm a client
It seems my lack of proper diction often leaves me tongue tied
Right words are hard to come by
Stop waiting by the phone
Cause I'll be coming back someday
I'll be coming back someday
Been a while on my own
But I'll be coming back someday
I'll be coming back someday
And I know I might be broke
But I'll be in my bag someday
I'll be in my bag someday
Sick and tired of being lone
But I'll be coming back someday
I'll be coming back someday
You could've wished upon a quad of number Uno's
And still be vexed to notice there ain't room enough to think
Could dig the feelings in the garden
I swear there'd still be plenty left around to tell the shrink
You could've wished upon the fastest shooting comets
And still be mad to realize there ain't room enough to think
Could throw the feelings out the window
I swear there'd still be plenty left around to tell the shrink
You could've wished upon a quad of number Uno's
And still be vexed to notice there ain't room enough to think
Could dig the feelings in the garden
I swear there'd still be plenty left around to tell the shrink
You could've wished upon the fastest shooting comets
And still be mad to realize there ain't room enough to think
Could throw the feelings out the window
I swear there'd still be plenty left around to tell the shrink
Ancestors living on through me
So imma wear this ring everyday
I'm gonna wear this ring everyday
We could all be truly broke
But we be in our bag someday
We'll be in our bag someday
Stop waiting by the phone
Cause I'll be coming back someday
I'll be coming back someday
I might always be alone
But I'll be coming back someday
I'll be coming back someday
(I'll be coming back someday
I'll be coming back someday)
(I'll be coming back someday
I'll be coming back someday)
(I'll be coming back someday
I'll be coming back someday)
(I'll be coming back someday
I'll be coming back someday)