Careful

Come see the world from my house
For everyday we are blessed
For fifty years, fifty years
We have known nothing else
Can you drive me to the corner
Can you choose what fits you best
For fifty years, fifty years
So careful with ourselves

There's not enough room
There's not enough air
For all the things
We've gathered here
So much but not enough
It's not enough
How much is not enough

Can you drive me to the corner
For the mobile shall be blessed
For fifty years, fifty years
We have known nothing else
All the world she knew is dead
In her house she lived her days
A wash-hand stand and a single bed
For fifty years, fifty years

Oh there's not enough room
There's not enough air
For all the things
We've gathered here
So much but not enough
It's not enough
How much is not enough