Well, I don’t know how, and I don’t why
But when something’s living, you can’t say die
You feel like laughing, but you start to cry
I don’t know how, and I don’t know why
Well, I don’t have many, and I don’t have much
In fact I don’t have any, but I borrow enough
‘Cause I know those eyes, and I know that touch
I don’t have many, and I don’t have much