Somehow I can see See you're filling me With your ideas, ideals And other bits and pieces of your life The way you butter toast, drink wine Laugh, wash dishes, or hold a knife Somehow I can see See you're filling me With things I'd never thought of Little things and stuff that strains my mind Perspectives once ignored And sights that make me feel that I was blind Somehow I can see you're filling me See you're filling me Part of me resents the changes But I know that I am better off With all the trivia, little things And stuff I've learned that I won't live without And it keeps pouring in And some will stick and some will seep right out Somehow I can see See you're filling me