If I had a reason I'd tell you what it is
Must I explain how I feel
I've tried and I've tried to make it so clear
But my time is just wasted I fear

Well it's only an old song but it serves it's purpose well
By the cry in your voice I can tell
When you sing there's a feeling behind the words
That brings it all back again

I'm reaching, I'm reaching, while you slip away
I'm searching for words I can say
I'm listening, I'm listening, tryin' not to hear
You say that we might meet some day

There's a picture that's faded and curling from it's frame
Of a face that smiles patiently
It might smile forever to make me feel better
But I just might wait and see

Oh I'm reaching, I'm reaching while you slip away
I'm searching for words I can't say
I'm listening, I'm listening tryin' not to hear
You say that we might meet some day

There's answers to questions that we both wanna know
But those answers keep evading me
There's rhymes and there's reasons, there's rights and there's wrongs
For being what you are to me
If I had a reason I'd tell you what it is
Would you do the same thing for me?
"Cause the minute you go there's one thing I know
That the day will mean nothing for me