Casper lives in a world without promise   Sitting at home in his pajamas   Just wishing it would all go away somehow      We walked by but he never saw us   He could have been a famous guitarist   He must have not had a clue      Feeling like a bowl of spaghetti   Not knowing what to give   Yeah, yeah yeah yeah      He's the one with hope in his soul   Can't let him slip through the hole   He might jsut go away and never return      He's hanging on a whim and a prayer   So glad to see him there   Maybe he'll make it some day some way...      Going past the expected   Maybe he'll get what he wants   Yeah...      Good golly it's getting moldy   Got to move on but oh no   He looks at no one, maybe perhaps he's right      There's a fear, a feeling at night   Something may turn out of sight   But you never really know      Thinking only may be his might   Things may turn out right   Yeah, yeah yeah yeah      Casper!