Another One of These Things

In times when I have wandered
And pondered of things
Alone with thoughts of matters
That meant not anything
Should I speak my mind
And say the words it brings
Well I guess it's just another
One of these things

If I was born another
Much tougher way inclined
I'd say just what I made of
You wasting all my time
I'm tired of being
Tied up on your string
I guess it's just another
One of these things

I wait and push the thoughts from
That play on my mind
And hope to catch a bite of
Something to write this time
It might be
easier than it seems
I s'pose it's just another
One of these things

And gazing from my window
Down onto all outside
I think what could be troubling
Them again this time
I watch them as they send their
Hopes on wings
I guess it's just another
One of these things

I looked across my shoulder
And told her to stay behind
But she wouldn't be swayed once
She'd made up her mind
I wish someone had told me
The trouble it brings
I guess it's just another
One of these things

To lose yourself in dreams can
Be a very fine thing
Cocooned against the outside
With all your wants within
But soon the walls
Must fall down once again
I s'pose it's just another
One of these things

I took hold of the lantern
And ran to be free
Unknown as it was
Doesn't matter much to me
I followed my
Way there on the wind
And I guess it's just another
One of these things

Some times I think in light of
Or in spite of everything
There's nothing quite like hearing
The cheering first bird sing
And forget all thoughts
Of how much it can sting
But I'm told it's just another
Once of these things