Whenever somebody does something nice to my parents, they feel as if they owe somebody.
It's a sad way to live, isn't it...
I'm sentimental, so I walk in the rain
I've got some habits even I can't explain
Could start for the corner, turn up in Spain
Why try to change me now?
I sit and daydream, I've got daydreams galore
Cigarette ashes, there they go on the floor
I'll go away weekends and leave my keys in the door
But why try to change me now?
Why can't I be more conventional?
People talk, people stare, so I try
But that's not for me, 'cause I can't see
My kind of crazy world go passing me by
So let people wonder, let 'em laugh, let 'em frown
You know I'll love you till the moon's upside down
Don't you remember I was always your clown?
Why try to change me?
Why try to change me now?
Frank Sinatra wrote beautiful songs huh...I like it better when it's sung by Fiona Apple though
There's too much technology nowadays...you don't find songs like this anymore.
Just a bunch of hip hop.