My Burrow

I want to be great But I don't like waiting I want to escape But I don't like Leaving you behind I wanted to feel Without having To steal nothing I wanted a lover And then I wanted another There's a line for the stall Where the windows are tall And I can pass the time Bird-watching Birds watching me Wondering about my life I wanted to swim No water in sight I wanted to feel the breeze But I don't want to go outside I don't want to regret So I tried a cigarette I don't want to be old Like the winter don't want to be cold Fast forward Rewind Isn't it about time to Throw your own rose parade March past the sulking window Where you used to bellyache I don't want to do nothing Nothing Nothing Nothing Nothing I don't want to do nothing Nothing Nothing Nothing Nothing I don't want to do nothing Nothing Nothing Nothing Nothing I don't want to do nothing Nothing Nothing Nothing Nothing I want to do something But I'm just walking around Always coming and going Continually South With a bad taste in my mouth I wanted to be A morning person I wanted to see A cherry-blossom For years I rejected Your version of heaven I ran for my life in the sun But when I fell in line I saw a little white light And I knew my time had come