Sitting round the tables end
I wonder if I'll feel again
I cut my nails and I painted them blue
It's hard to tell but I'm doing it for you

Pulling out a face to fool
A bag of tricks I used to use
We break the bread, now I'm splitting it in two
It's hard to tell but I'm doing it for you

Ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba

Laughter comes in leaps and bounds
Enough to spark something in there just about
I'm glad a part of me wanted to get through
It's hard to tell but I'm doing it for you

Ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba

Fold at just a greeting
I think soon i should be leaving
There's no rhyme to my reasons