Something makes the world go 'round and I don't know what it is
If it flows through me get it out of me because I don't know what it is
I suffer from the grass is greener
And there's no divining why the pattern gets colder, meaner
The pattern gets cold
If it flows through me get it out of me because I don't know what it is
I suffer from the grass is greener
And there's no divining why the pattern gets colder, meaner
The pattern gets cold