[Verse 1]
Fell down the stairwell; had tripped on my feet!
My heart got untied and laced with ennui
Dear Mr. Shoemaker, make me some cleats!
How it'd be lovely to step on my dreams

[Pre-Chorus]
I see, I see, it's too true to believe
You were just lying next to me

[Chorus]
Heal it all and by the hour forget
See it all and say, “Who? Who?”
Heal it all and by the hour forget
See it all and say, “Who? Who?”

Whatcha sayin', whatcha sayin', that I can't hold on?
(Who would I love here if I hadn’t known?)
Whatcha sayin', whatcha sayin', that I can't move on?
(Who would I love here if I hadn’t known?)

[Post-Chorus]
See in the way of the poorest
The lowest are lovely and lonely, defined
See in the way of the future, the way of the story
The way of the times
[Verse 2]
Up is the way that I wanted to see
For, rest the good nightmares, I was bereaved
Dear Mr. Sandman, please give me some sleep!
How it'd be lovely to have all my dreams

[Pre-Chorus]
I see, I see, it's too true to believe
You were just lying next to me

[Chorus]
Heal it all and by the hour forget
See it all and say, "Who? Who?"
Heal it all and by the hour forget
See it all and say, "Who? Who?"

But you say, but you say, but you can't get on!
(Who would I love here if I hadn’t known?)
But you say, but you say, but you can't hold on!
(Who would I love here if I hadn’t known?)

[Post-Chorus]
See in the way of the poorest
The lowest are lovely and lonely, defined
See in the way of the future, the way of the story
The way of the time
[Bridge]
Bending backwards, head to toes, and you'll say:
Get up, get out of this town! Get up, get out of this town!
I feel it down my achey bones, and you'll say:
Get up, get out of this town! Get up, get out of this town!

[Post-Chorus]
See in the way of the poorest
The lowest are lovely and lonely, defined
See in the way of the future, the way of the story
The way of the story, the way of the, way of the, way of the... time!

[Chorus]
Heal it all and by the hour forget
See it all and say?
Heal it all and by the hour forget
See it all and say?

Whatcha sayin', whatcha sayin', that I can't hold on?
(Who would I love here if I hadn’t known?)
Whatcha sayin', whatcha sayin', that I can't move on?
(Who would I love here if I hadn’t known?)

[Post-Chorus]
See in the way of the poorest
The lowest are lovely and lonely, defined!
See in the way of the future, the way of the story
The future's divine!