How could it be
That tendons bound to bones within my feet
Were bound to believe
That they should move themselves to up and leave
I should say that
I'm sorry on their behalf
I should say something funny
But you will not laugh
I didn't see
The steps
I took had taken you from me
Where would we be
If I let myself be swept away to sea
I would cry out to tell you
But you'd not be there
I would cry out to tell you
But you wouldn't care
Oh, I could lead a stationary life and you will see
You'll believe my love is carried to you by my feet
My bones are wrong
Sometimes, sometimes bones are wrong
I know I'm not leaving
I know I believe it
So do my bones
Oh, I could lead a stationary life and you will see
You'll believe my love is carried to you by my feet
My bones are wrong
Sometimes, sometimes bones are wrong