It's Funny

It’s funny*
Oh to be, oh to be a century
With the people I see go by
I should die, I should die of the oddity
See, I can’t believe my eyes
I can’t believe my eyes
The morning
When you walked, when you walked me to the door
And kicked me to the curb
I might get as high, get as high as the circling birds
Who are lost for words, so nice
To be lost for words is so nice
Tongue-tied, tongue-tied
Tongue-tied, tongue-tied
Two-timed, two-timed
Tongue-tied, tongue tied
Tongue-tied, tongue-tied
Tongue-tied, tongue-tied
Two-timed, two-timed
Tongue-tied, tongue-tied
It’s funny,
Oh to know, oh to know in my very bones
That you’re truly gone
Outside, where it’s wild, where it’s wild
Where people drift apart like snow
And see everything differently
Tongue-tied, tongue-tied
Tongue-tied, tongue-tied
Too tired, too gone
Goodbye, so long
Tongue-tied, tongue-tied
Tongue-tied, tongue-tied
Too tired, too gone
Goodbye, so long