Intro Baby, I am waiting for a ride And it may take some time But you know I would fly if I could fly Climb if I could climb and my dreams As everything with me, are just like that Where I see the place I need to be But not the way there 'Cause all the things that we have seen Are all the things we want to show. But all the things that we have seen Are not always the things we ever really know Baby, this is such a pretty mess My little monkeywrench And it sits where all the machinists Can examine it And that's fine, I like reading there minds As they're figuring odds and times It's pointless, but it's fine There's nothing to find 'Cause all the things that we have seen Are all the things we want to show But all the things that we have seen Are not always the things we ever really know ( )