Haven’t gotten around to it
Still wondering what it is
Is it in my throat?
Or is it in a brand new coat?

I’ve got it in my head
It’s driving me up the wall
It’s so elusive
Or is it anywhere at all?

We’ll see if I can put in on
Let’s see if I can pull it off
‘Cause when it comes down to the wire
And it’ll come down to the wire
Can you really have it enough?

The children all play in the playground
And they say, “tag you’re it”
They don’t want to be it
They run away from it
They cry, “it’s not fair!”
They know that it doesn’t care
Children are afraid of it

Did I need it to write this song?
Is it needed to compose a tune?
Can I find it just anywhere?
Nevermind, it’s stuck here on my shoe

Does it run in my family?
Do you think that it grows on trees?
Could it come to me in a dream?
Maybe it’s just make-believe

Let it go
It’s just the emperor’s new clothes.