I guess that every song I wrote
about you and you and you
was about me and me alone
that's what songwriters do
but then again the house I've built
and every dream I saw through
all my longing all my will
always came back to you
I've been thinking wondering
what we're gonna do
I've been thinking wondering
what we are upto
I've been thinking wondering
'bout what's left for us to do
Finally all the bloody pain
every nightmare, every dream
was for something beyond rain
and wind and all I've seen
the tale of god and you and me
of songs and old father time
of joy and hope and misery
is too hard to put in rhyme
refr.
something I can't say
happening most any day
a wave of emotion
the earth's magic potion
a woman bending
over letters she's sending
a child calling
to a leaf that is falling
something I can't say
happening most any day.
1996.
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