(Intro)    Wrong You never got it wrong        You always got it right             But now some time has passed;                  You’re ever so slightly off              Thing you could do asleep              In a not too distant past             Are trying your patience            Harder now And though       Everything moves along       You hope the rumour’s wrong That Mother     Nature   Goes   to   heaven Right You never got it wrong        It always got away                  When you had it nailed                         It was ever so slightly off              Sending you somewhere else             Than where you had to be               Making it that much                 Harder now And though You’re struggling to get on track It pales somewhat to the fact That Mother     Nature   Goes   to   heaven                 And there will be no sadder day                  When all the birds       Have flown away