I am everything
  I am on the brink of still
  It's not all it's true
  Sitting on a sprinkler
  Take my call and see
  The receiver to your ear
  When you bridge the leap
  it will all become so clear
    That there's not only one of me
  Just look closely now
  Count them all and you'll get three
  That one's clever
  This one's free
  But it's your favourite
  I hate more's the pity
    I've seen everything
  I can only think is true
  Check my windowpane
  If you can't enjoy the view
  I could fall for less
  I believe a thing you say
  Write it down for me
  And it will all come into play
    There's not only one of me
  Just look closely now
  Count them all and you'll get three
  That one's clever
  This one's free
  But it's your favourite
  I hate more's the pity
    Lined up in a row
  Like little dolls
  Like bungalows
  The reasons look the same
  A newer version
  Same old game
    I am everything
  I am on the brink
  I'm not anything
  I could use a drink
    Tell me what you see
  You look close but it's not me
  I'm not what you need
  And I'll never ever be