I want to drop this annoying habit
Of putting words in the wrong order
I always say the wrong thing
In the end
I saw time go by the other day
And I didn’t realise it went so fast
Much of it’s the same
In the end
If all things were like Lego
I know my designed, cut ideas
Would all fit where they should
In the end
When it comes around
Oh, that familiar sound
It makes no difference
In the end
In the end
Everything you believe
Is relative to yourself
So if you want to, laugh
In the end
For the first time today
I saw you since yesterday
But you’re the same
In the end.