Gunnar Madsen | MCMGM

Something Special


I’m sitting down to lunch with a bowl of milk and some captain crunch
I don’t feel like eating much today
My mother said I was special
But that was long ago and far away
I don’t feel like eating much today
The last time I combed my hair I was twenty five in a love affair
She didn’t love me anyway
I never said I was special
Never said that I was worth the extra pain
She didn’t love me anyway
I never said I was special
In 1966 I was born again and my soul was fixed
I don’t need anyone today
There’s only one who is special
And I hear every word He has to say
He is my only friend today
He doesn’t tell me I’m special
He never tells me I’m special
Why won’t he tell me I’m special?
The mailman comes at four I can see him from behind my door
I wait until he walks away
I look for something special
But it’s junk, people asking me to pray
I don’t feel like praying much today
I look for something special
I never get nothing special
I want to get something special

© 1991 Gunnar Madsen Mop Mop Music ASCAP
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