• I'm just sitting in my desolate home,
    wondering what I should do.
    I sit and I wonder and ponder and think,
    and my mind keeps on coming back to you.

    I start singing,
    hum da dee, hum da dee,
    hum da dee day.
    I know that it looks
    I'm wasting my life away.
    But really, I'm dreary,
    and thinking what to do.
    And my mind is unravelling,
    the mystery of you.

    The rain keeps on falling,
    on the roof gutters.
    And I dance in the moonlight,
    with you watching through the shutters.

    I start singing,
    hum da dee, hum da dee,
    hum da dee day.
    I know what it looks like,
    Im wasting my life away.
    But really, I'm dreary,
    and thinking what to do.
    And my mind is unravelling,
    the mystery of you.