Sometimes I'm alone
Sitting on my very own
Trying to find a simple kind of clue
And I would like to know

Why the Doozers move me so
Doing all the things that Doozers do
Why do caterpillars crawl?
Why is there a sky?
Why is there a world at all?
And why do I ask why?
Here I go again

Why do questions never end?
What keeps callin' all day long to me?
Secrets come and go
I know we're not the only ones
Sometimes magic, sometimes only me
Why do caterpillars crawl?
Why is there a sky?
Why is there a world at all?
Any why do I ask why?