You like to joke around with me
When you're in the right mood
I don't like to disagree
But sometimes they're in the wrong

I spilled a bottle of wine
Stained the carpet red again
Then watching the drip
I got preoccupied

In the background of a silent city
A hard-pressed individual scolds
Himself for entertaining self-pity
While a nightingale's cool voice rolls
Into the wind

Feels like a distant kindness flows
But keeping your mind on things
Sure can give you a hard time

Last night, my friends surprised me
With gestures of kindness I'd never expect
Once I looked down and often worried
About life's distant loneliness

But tuning yourself
To catch another's wavelength
Sure can make a difference
In this world