In A World of My Own/Very Good Advice

If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense
Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't
And contrary wise, everything what it is, it wouldn't be
And what it wouldn't be, it would

Cats and rabbits would reside in fancy little houses
And be dressed in shoes and hats and trousers
In a world of my own
All the flowers would have very extra special powers
They would sit and talk to me for hours
When I'm lonely in a world of my own
There'd be no birds, lots of nice and friends howdy-do birds
Everyone would have a dozen bluebirds

Within that world of my own
In a world of my own
In a world of my own, my own
In a world of my own, in a world of my own
In a world of my own

I could listen to a babbling brook
And hear a song that I could understand
I keep wishing it could be that way
I keep wishing it could be that way
I keep wishing it could be that way
Because my world would be a wonderland

Well, when, when one's lost I, I suppose it's
Good advice to stay where you are until someone finds you
But, but who'd ever think to look for me here
Good advice

I give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it
That explains the trouble I'm always in
'Be patient' is very good advice, but the waiting makes me curious
And I love the change, should something strange begin
Well I went along my merry way and I never stopped to reason
I should've know there'd be a price to pay some day
I do give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it
Will I ever learn to do the things I should?
I do give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it
Will I ever learn to do the things I should? (Should, should, should)
In a world of my own
In a world of my own