It's always perfect always safe And every place is the same What more could you ask for Look it's clean as a hospital I guess it's ok it's not that bad She and i could have it worse We might as well why not i've heard Aiming high can hurt A thousand sundays fill a box Packaged neatly in my head I'll take what they handed me i guess That's as good as it gets I listened carefully i heard Every word that he said But the closest i put it to my heart Is this cross around my neck ---------- With my blinders on It's all pretty good I could take them off But i dont see why i should