When I have stated all that I want
Will you answer? will you answer?
When I have chased you through every haunt
Will you tell me it doesn't matter?
Sometimes I can’t see it as a game — what we're playing

And the wind plays across the tall grass in the fields
And the fruit of the orchard how it tugs
And the trees they all know how to dance one together
But as for me, I'm knock-kneed and lead-lunged

It is just those thoughts I ignore
Turn back to what I’m thinking
Those are the ones that would waken my heart
But I am drowsy, and they surprise me
Sometimes I can't see it as a song — what you're singing