Hey Sad Sack I understand you got your troubles back I guess you knew just what to look for I mean I never would have recognized them If they'd come around my door
Down in the mouth I heard you say your good times just flew south Isn't it amazing how they seem to come and go? You know I think it comes from reaping more Than you can sow But isn't it strange The the flowers change and rearrange While clouds of gray all look the same? It's hard to feel the sun shine When you're waiting for the rain It's hard to see the love around When you're looking for the pain Oh poor forlorn again Ain't you heard the word about being born again? You always greet the good news with a frown What a shame The news is up and you are such a down
Up in the air I bet you never meant to leave it there All you ever wanted was an answer to your poem Well, if you're looking for the happy ending There's only one way home