Things Lyrics

Things lyrics

I like to take things one step at a time



One foot in front of the
other



I like to think things will all work out fine



And
follow along behind those



One act play-things can give you a
thrill



Guess it depends on the actor



Dreams can come true,
but some things never will



As a matter of fact, those things are
driving me crazy



Those things are keeping me sane







I
like to take things and make a design



Keep a low profile. Oh
and



I like to take things and put them to rhyme



Like those
things that are confusing



And the things that seem so
clear



And the things that seem so far away



And yet they seem
so near



There are some things I have lost



And a few things I
have found



Weel it's so hard to keep track of things



There's
so many around



There's so many around







And there's
things we have to look for



And a few we never find



And we all
have things in common



You got your thing, I've got mine



And
some things they just happen



And some things you can plan



And
some of those things you just can't help



But some of them you
can



Oh, some of them you can







As a matter of fact,
those things



Are driving me crazy



Those things are keeping me
sane







Some things turn out all wrong



And some things
turn out all right



Some things don't turn out at all



But then
again they might



There are things that come too soon



And some
things that come too late



It's the best thing to come too
early



So you have some time to wait



Oh, have some time to
wait







Well it's hard to talk with words



There's some
things you just can't say



And it's best to leave some things
alone



In case they go away



You can share some things with
friends



There's some things we've all been thru'



Well it's
things like this and things like that



And how are things with
you?



 Oh, how do you do?







You can hang things on
your wall



You can leave your things around



You can mark some
things 2001, and put them in the ground



And maybe later on, they will
dig them up some day



And ooh and ahh, and 'how 'bout
that?'



Who knows the things they'll say