Sometimes I wonder what the colors mean, 
Why the sea is green like your eyes, 
I'm sorry... Go on, 
Sometimes I wonder why the moon is new,
 Where the stars are shooting to,
 When they're shooting through the skies,
 There's wondrous things that I would like to know,
 Like how they make the winds and turn the tides,
 And then I wonder why I wonder so,
 While other guys are busy choosing brides, 
Oh, where was I... Choosing...brides!

Sometimes I wonder if there'll ever be, 
Someone right for me, 
Someone who may wonder too, 
Who is wonderful, Like y-y-y-y... I don't know, Like y-y-y... You must be bored to tears with all this wacky nonsense, Oh, no! I don't think it's nonsense at all, Even if you are a bit wacky