Wrong You never got it wrong You always got it right But now some time has passed; You're ever so slightly off Thing you could do asleep In a not too distant past, Are trying your patience Harder now And though Everything moves along You hope the rumour's wrong That Mother Nature Goes to heaven Right You never got it wrong It always got away When you had it nailed It was ever so slightly off Sending you somewhere else Than where you had to be Making it that much Harder now And though You're struggling to get on track It pales somewhat to the fact That Mother Nature goes to heaven And there will be no sadder day When all the birds Have flown away