( J. Lennon, P. McCartney )
You tell me that you've got ev'rything you want
And your bird can sing,
But you don't get me,
You don't get me!
You say you've seen seven wonders
And your bird is green,
But you can't see me,
You can't see me!
When your prized possessions,
Start to tear you down,
Look in my direction,
I'll be 'round,
I'll be 'round.
When your bird is broken,
Will it bring you down,
You may be awoken,
I'll be 'round,
