Racking my brain, I'm trying to make something of this.
Will it be bad, or something of heavenly bliss.
I think in beginnings and never consider the end.
It's fun to wait and see just what's around the next bend.

But we'll never know, if you don't go to pieces
Bap, Badap, Bop Bop Badeeda

The world spins round and round
Waiting for the sound of our last day
So it can say "hooray"!

Finding our limits it's all just a part of the game.
I'm just glad that we're all not exactly the same.
Love is a puzzle and every part is a gem.
If it wasn't for her, then it wouldn't have been for him.

But we'll never know, if we don't go to pieces