The things a crow puts in its nest, They're always things it finds that shine. And how he'll find a shiny dime, Silver twine, from a valentine. The crows all bring them shiny things. Leave me alone you big ol' moon, The light you cast is just a lighter. You're like the crow, "cause if it goes, You're dressed to go, you guessed, I know, You'll always bring them shiny things. Well I'm not dancing here tonight, But things are bound to turn around. The only thing I want that shines, Is to be king there in your eyes. To be your only shiny thing.