The things a crow puts in its nest,
They're always things it finds that shine.
Somehow he'll find a shiny dime,

Silver twine, from a valentine.
The crows all bring them shiny things.


Leave me alone you big ol' moon,
The light you cast is just a liar.
You're like the crow, ''cause as it goes,



You're dressed to go, you guessed, I know,

You'll always bring them shiny things.

Well I'm not dancing here tonight,

But things are bound to turn around.
The only thing I want that shines,
Is to be king there in your eyes.

To be your only shiny thing.