The pictures you paint aren't as pretty as they once seemed to me And the coffee's bitter 'cause it's been boiling too long And the jokes you tell aren't as funny as they once seemed to me And the songs you sing are just plain hackneyed
But the stars shine down on all God's children And the sun sets on the good on the evil And I know you And I know you
The throbbing flowers outside, I get it And the paint peeling from the bathroom walls And the smile on your face is alive And the smile on your face is real pretty
And the sun shines down on all God's children And the stars burn for the good and the evil And I know you And I know you