Hey sad sack

I understand you got your troubles back

I guess you knew but 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

If 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