David Byrne
You Can Like It
Sing to me, anyone, sing hard, sing out
Harmonise happiness with feeling doubt
And use the whole song to cleave the rock
Pull hands from pockets and the key from the lock
Cause you can like it, but you can't come in
There is no "there" there, its love is just pretend
It seemed astounding and didn't feel so far
But turn around babe, the love was where you are
Placing stone upon stone 'til have
A fortress where it's finally safe to laugh
You've built a masterpiece and all of the while
Lost any claim to see your children smile
You can like it, but you can't come in
There is no "there" there, its love is just pretend
It seemed astounding and didn't feel so far
Oh turn around babe, the love was where you are