I am everything  I am on the brink of still  It's not all it's true  Sitting on a sprinkler  Take my call and see  The receiver to your ear  When you bridge the leap  it will all become so clear    That there's not only one of me  Just look closely now  Count them all and you'll get three  That one's clever  This one's free  But it's your favourite  I hate more's the pity    I've seen everything  I can only think is true  Check my windowpane  If you can't enjoy the view  I could fall for less  I believe a thing you say  Write it down for me  And it will all come into play    There's not only one of me  Just look closely now  Count them all and you'll get three  That one's clever  This one's free  But it's your favourite  I hate more's the pity    Lined up in a row  Like little dolls  Like bungalows  The reasons look the same  A newer version  Same old game    I am everything  I am on the brink  I'm not anything  I could use a drink    Tell me what you see  You look close but it's not me  I'm not what you need  And I'll never ever be