Paper-Clip

Paper-clip on my floor, I wonder what he's there for. Holding all my life together. That little guy's my friend forever. Fixing fender-benders ending Up inside my mind. Little friend, you're very shiny Even though you're oh so tiny, I can tell you're mine. Silly piece of wire, Paper-clip, you never tire, Holding all my thoughts together. Here I find you, on my floor. Tell me what you lay there for. Maybe I should pick you up; You don't belong; you know enough To stay off my carpet, dear. I see you, for I'm laying here. I see you sitting, bent around; I see you 'cause I'm on the ground. Something 'bout you caught my eye; You really are a funny guy. Lay there on my floor so still; I bet you'd sit there longer still, If I decide to leave you be. How 'bout I'm you And you be me. Paper-clip, on my floor, I'll never know what you're there for.