Sad, blue, the world is upside down    And birds fly backwards    Cats, dogs, fall first upon the ground    And birds fly backwards       Packed bags in the hallway    Where we used to play all day    We're hitting the road that    Leads us back again       Sad, blue, the future's not too clear   And birds fly backwards    Clouds tower, I have nothing to fear    And birds fly backwards       Packed bags in the hallway    Where we used to play all day    We're hitting the road that    Leads us back again       To the same old world we left