Lyrics:

The sun rises at nine departs at fiveAin't doing overtime no moreBecause in this world of colorThe brightest picture is plugged right into your wallAnd maybe there's a million people singing shoeshine bluesTo no one that they've ever met before andIndifference is a drug that I see people buyat the local store, local storeYou, you, you think a little love is all you needBut love is such a small thing can't you seeI think you'll find it sits in a book andchanges the words that you readYou just feel what you want it to beWhat you want it to feelWhat you want it to beOhYou just feel what you want it to beWhat you want it to feelWhat you want it to beThe man in the moon has a cold in the back of his head todaySo dark is the river as the old bridge of loversfinds it's getting washed all awayThere are three wise men in the darkness of the desertStill trying to be finding their wayThe tables have been laid and the food has been servedBut the cost of eating is too much for most to payYou think a little love is all you needBut love is such a small thing can't you seeI think you'll find it sits in a book andchanges the words that you readYou just feel what you want it to beWhat you want it to feelWhat you want it to beOhYou just feel what you want it to beWhat you want it to feelWhat you want it to beFeel it, feel itGo ahead now goWell, you just feel what you want it to beWhat you want it to feelWhat you want it to beOhYou just feel what you want it to beWhat you want it to feelWhat you want it to be-