I'm sitting here watching the days go by...
It's not all that boring,
because I find other things to do
As I watch the days go by...

I can sit by the window and watch the sun pass by...
Inch by inch I can see it
cross the big blue sky
It's not all that boring,
because I find other things to do
As I watch the sun pass by,
Crossing through that big blue sky...

I can watch the hours on my clock passing by...
It has self-recharging batteries,
so it never dies
It's not all that boring,
because I find other things to do
As I watch the hours pass by
On a clock that never dies...

I can watch the minute hand spin round and round...
It moves so fast compared to hours
that it makes a whizzing sound
It's not all that boring,
because my eyes can barely keep up with it;
That minute hand spinning round,
Making that faint whizzing sound...

Spring 1993