Oh 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

Oh 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

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
Oh how could it be
Those teeny little things within your knees
Bring you to me
And they can keep on moving when you sleep

I know I'm not leaving you all alone
I know, I believe it and so do my bones
And so do my bones
And 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