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Was it you who spoke the words |
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that things would happen but not to me |
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Oh things are gonna happen naturally |
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Oh taking your advice and I'm looking on the bright side |
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And balancing the whole thing |
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Oh but at often times those words get tangled up in lines |
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And the bright light turns to night |
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Oh until the dawn it brings |
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Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me |
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'Cause you and I both loved |
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What you and I spoke of |
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And others just read of |
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Others only read of the love |
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Oh the love that I love |
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See I'm all about them words |
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Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words |
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Hundreds of pages, pages, pages for words |
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More words than I had ever heard |
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And I feel so alive |
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'Cause you and I both loved |
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What you and I spoke of |
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And others just read of |
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And if you could see me now |
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Oh love, love |
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You and I you and I |
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Not so little you and I any more |
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And with this silence brings a moral story |
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More importantly evolving |
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Is the glory of a boy |
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'Cause you and I both loved |
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What you and I spoke of |
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And others just read of |
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And if you could see me now |
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Well then I'm almost finally out of |
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I'm finally out of |
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Finally de de de de de de de, |
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Well I'm almost finally, finally, |
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Well I am free, oh, I'm free |
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And it's okay |
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If you had to go away |
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Oh just remember the telephones |
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Well they're working in both ways |
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But if I never, ever hear them ring |
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If nothing else |
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I'll think the bells inside have finally found you someone else |
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And that's okay |
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'Cause I'll remember everything you sang |
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'Cause you and I both loved |
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What you and I spoke of |
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And others just read of |
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And if you could see me now |
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Well then I'm almost finally out of |
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I'm finally out of, |
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finally de de de de de de de de, |
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Well I'm almost finally, finally, |
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Out of words. |
