Of all the things you did for me, the one most splendid Was to christen a place in me where I can be a most contended person Angling for an ornamental hermit in the garden My recipe by his decree, a lifetime of denial And as our hearts may lie a-fluttering like dying birds Let's chant a fabulous refrain Overflowing with joy and with pain Overflowing, oh Overflowing, overflowing Of all the things you did for me, the one most splendid Was to christen a place in me Where I can undoubtedly be Overflowing, oh Overflowing, overflowing Living on the wing Is not always my favourite thing Though sometimes there's much to be said For letting go of heavy head And soaring through the deep blue sky And flying higher and higher Without the fear, without the fuss That so beset poor Icarus
