From the recording Songs From Tuesday
Lyrics
There’s about a hundred ways
That we’re not okay
We’re alone and afraid
There’s about a thousand hurts
That we’ve never learned
To forget and to burn
There’s about a million things
That we’re holding in
That we’re not saying
I like strawberries and cream
I like sleeping and dreams
I like everything that gets me
Out of bed today
I’ll take a chance on stupid hopes
I’ll take a chance if I’m not alone
I like everything that gets me
Out of bed today
There’s about a billion of us
Walking lost
To a place of love
There’s about a trillion men
Little green men
That are not worth my rhyme