Sad, blue, the world is upside down 
And birds fly backwards 
Cats, dogs, fall first upon the ground 
And birds fly backwards 

Packed bags in the hallway 
Where we used to play all day 
We're hitting the road that 
Leads us back again 

Sad, blue, the future's not too clear
And birds fly backwards 
Clouds tower, I have nothing to fear 
And birds fly backwards 

Packed bags in the hallway 
Where we used to play all day 
We're hitting the road that 
Leads us back again 

To the same old world we left