There so much I want to know In every day in every notice The hour, it is going slow So how am I to show this? And I've got this feeling Something's going on Something's going on Something's going on Something's going on Wake up in a kinda sweat Fingers slightly numb and shaking Blood flows back into your hand Must be the way you have been sleeping And I've got this feeling Something's going on Something's going on Something's going on Something's going on The hats that were stacked on the shelf The glasses, the clock the wall The picture of Michael and Bubbles Something's going on Something's going on Something's going on Something's going on They could give a tick or tock And maybe that would be the problem Well, this could be a simple thought Of something that is meant to solve it And I've got this feeling Something's going on Something's going on Something's going on Something's going on Something's going on Something's going on Something's going on