I'm thinking in bed, 

Cause I can't get out 

Till I learn how to think 

What I'm thinking about; 

What I'm thinking about 

Is a person to be--

A sort of a person 

Who feels like me. 



I might still be Alice, 

Excepting I'm not. 

And Snoopy is super, 

But not when it's hot; 

I couldn't be Piglet, 

I don't think I'm Pooh, 

I know I'm not Daddy 

And I can't be you. 



My breakfast is waiting. 

My clothes are all out, 

But what was that thing 

I was thinking about? 

I'll never get up 

If I lie here all day; 

But I still haven't thought, 

So I'll just have to stay. 



If I was a Grinch 

I expect I would know. 

But I don't think so. 

There's so many people 

I don't seem to be-- 

I guess I'll just have to 

Get up and be me.