Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me?
Oh, things are gonna happen naturally
Oh, taking your advice and I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
Oh, but at often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright light turns to night
Oh, until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me
'Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just read of
Others only read of the love or the love that I love
See, I'm all about them words
Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words
Hundreds of pages, pages, pages forwards
More words then I had ever heard and I feel so alive
'Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just read of
And if you could see me now,
Oh, love, love, you and I, you and I
Not so little you and I anymore,
And with this silence brings a moral story
more importantly evolving is the glory of a boy
'Cause you and I both loved what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see now
well then I'm almost finally out of
Finally ou-ou-out of
Finally din-di-di-dit-dit-dee
Well, I'm almost finally finally, well I am free, oh, I'm free
And it's okay if you had to go away
Oh, just remember the telephones, well they work in both ways
But if I never, ever hear them ring
If nothing else I'll think the bells inside
have finally found you someone else and that's okay
'cause I'll remember everything you sang
'Cause you and I both loved what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see now
well then I'm already finally out of
Finally ou-ou-out of
Finally did-di-di-dit-dit-dee
Well, I'm almost finally finally, well, out of words.
Well, i'm sort of waiting for the days i'm out of words. Coz my hands seem to have to problem typing and typing and typing and typing. Maybe results ought to shut me up. Tauhid's advice of burning my computer is a wee bit too violent -- and unnescessary.
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