cellophane, tear off the wrappings & what remains?
beneath the trappings have we really gained
the dreams we’re shopping for?
cellophane, light plays on the packaging,
we’re led astray by the strangest things, still left wanting more..

I wanna be there when it all breaks down,
& I wanna be there when they wear it out,
I wanna be there when it falls apart,
two broken hearts away..

‘cause after all nothing shines like the catalog,
they sell us Christmas in early fall, and summer every spring,

I wanna be there when the best plans fail,
& I wanna be there at your fire sale,
I wanna be there when it’s time to bail,
with beauty, true and plain..

cellophane, light plays on the packaging,
we’re led astray by the same old things, still left wanting more…