Wrong
You never got it wrong
You always got it right

But now some time has passed;
You're ever so slightly off
Thing you could do asleep

In a not too distant past,
Are trying your patience
Harder now


And though
Everything moves along

You hope the rumour's wrong
That Mother Nature
Goes to heaven


Right
You never got it wrong

It always got away
When you had it nailed
It was ever so slightly off

Sending you somewhere else
Than where you had to be
Making it that much

Harder now

And though

You're struggling to get on track
It pales somewhat to the fact
That Mother Nature goes to heaven


And there will be no sadder day
When all the birds

Have flown away