You got a dollar in your pocket
You got a pebble in your sock and
You've got a mind of gold you keep secret
I gotta hope that one day you'll use it

I get tongue-tied every time I try
To tell you what I think is right
Cause I think it's wrong when you sit around
Looking like a toy in the lost and found
I am telling you something you might've heard before
And forgot on the spot