Twenty Million Things

If it's fix a fence
Fender dents
I've got lots of experience
Rent gets spent
And all the letters
Never written, that I don't get sent
It comes from confusion;
All the things I left undone
It comes from moment to moment
Day to day
And time seems to slip away

But I got twenty million things to do
Twenty million things
All I can think about is you
With twenty million things
Twenty million things to do

I got mysterious
Wysterias, hanging in the air
The rocking chair I supposed to fix
Well it came undid
And the things that I let slip
I found out quick:
Comes from moment to moment
Day to day
And time seems to slip away
But I got twenty million things to do
Twenty million things
All I can do, is think about you
With twenty million
Twenty million things to do...