I can’t see the wood for the trees   Life is like a roller coaster   I can’t find the birds or the bees   Hope they’re down the back of my sofa      Feeling like a rolling stone   Playing the guitar on my own   I’m the apple of my eye   If only I could keep myself sober i’d remind myself why      They stare at me wherever I go   Why won’t everybody give up, no   I wish I learn to play piano      If only I could get my self sober for more then one day