Miniature Disasters

Don't want to be second best
Don't want to stand in line
Don't want to fall behind
Don't want to get caught out
Don't want to do without
But the lesson I must learn
Is that I've got to wait my turn

Looks like I've got to be hot and cold
I got to be taught and told
Got to be good as gold
But perfectly honestly
I think it could be good for me
Coz it's a hindrance to my health
If I'm a stranger to myself

Whoa, Miniature Disasters
Minor catastrophes
Bring me to my knees
Well I must be my own master
or a miniature disaster will be, whoa
Will be the death of me

And I don't have to raise my voice
Don't have to be underhand
Just gotta understand
That it's gonna be up and down
Gonna be lost and found
And I can't take to the sky
Before I like it on the ground

And I need to be patient
And I need to be brave
Need to discover how I need to behave
And I'll find out the answers when I know how to ask
But I speak a different language
And everybody's talking too fast

Miniature Disasters
Minor catastrophes
Bring me to my knees, whoa
well I must be my own master
Or a little miniature disaster will be,
Will be, whoa
Well I need to know I'll last if a little miniature disaster hits me, Whoa
It will be the death of me