(Verse)
They were thinkin’ I might a been sunk
But it’s not true, even if they think that I’m a clown
Cause I know somethin’ is to be gained
In havin’ pipe dreams, even if they seem ridiculous

(Verse)
Any idea has got no hope
Unless you give it some room to see the light of day
They’re like young geraniums
They need lots of love and care and special vitamins

(Bridge)
When I was walking’ in the woods
I saw some growin’ on the shady side of a tree
In many flavors and shapes
And it was hard to tell what they would be when they were big

(Chorus)
I showered them with smiles and waited for some sign
But in the time that I was there, they withered on the vine
Ah!