So you think you know what’s happening
And you know almost everything.
What you know is little more than naught.

You’re a baby in disguise,
Innocent and not so wise.
You believe that you are what the stork brought.

You think you are so clever,
Wish you name could be known forever.
You’re nearly gone and you’ve only been a day.

And you think everything’s for you
And you know just what to do.
Will you think so when you’ve blown yourselves away?

I say this clearly: You are the apple of your ‘I’ (x 2)

You get so excited,
Your eyes roll, your face turns red
Dealing with what doesn’t fit your plan.

You criticize and paralyze
Those who criticize and paralyze,
Annihilate what you don’t understand.

The wonderment yourselves
Is overlooked because you delve,
Riding high along the ridge of your own pride.

Preoccupied with the mirror,
You look forward to the rear.
Don’t you know it’s the future you decide?

I say this clearly: You are the apple of your ‘I’ (x 2)

Year after year, the Earth is spinning ‘round a star.
Dad after day, everyone wants to be a star.

So relax. Count, “1 … 2 … 3 …”
Your eyes will open eventually.
When they do, you’ll wonder what you’ve been.

And you’ll deceive yourselves no more.
Everyone will know the score.
Finally, you’ll be the object of your dreams.

I say this clearly: You are the apple of your ‘I’ (x 4)