Time will see
We're not searching for a wild excuse
To but emotion back on home
Too much has gone down
We know what you're doing
But do you feel the same way
You look sharp
Inside your pointed shoes
I have this picture hanging in my room
And I refuse to take you down
Or shake you down
We could bring you gently round
If that's what you'll choose
For a point of view
I think you'll find it's true
These words are like -self-
Just get blown away
All those things we'd like to say