(Something's the matter...It's with my closet...)
Sometimes I wonder what's gone wrong
Most folks have lost their spark
Life without a ray of hope
Sure can get mighty dark (like my closet)
And as I started thinking
Why life had turned so blue
I saw a book of fairy tales
And suddenly I knew
CHORUS:
You gotta belive in pumpkins
If you wanna go to the ball
Don't stop yourself from having a little
And you can have it all
Faith is just like plantin' seeds
That help your dreams come true
Believe in what's around you
And good things will come to you
(...I bet you're at your wits' end about my closet right now. You've grounded me, disciplined me, and don't know what else to do.)
Now and then you're gonna feel
Stuck in the caboose
But throw those feelings out the door
And remember mother goose
Life is what you make it (...what was that, Dave?)
You can fly or you can fail (...my closet, again?)
Create a world of dreams come true
And life will fill your sail
REPEAT CHORUS IN THE VOCAL STYLINGS OF JAMES TAYLOR
(Did you find my song very nice? Did you also notice I still haven't cleaned my closet?)
