When It Sings
All the words you say to me have music in them
\r\nAll the sorrows and the joys like magnetism
\r\nAnd a selfish boy looks through a prism
\r\nAnd says what is but never asks what isn't
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\r\nBut a voice contains many precious things
\r\nIt laughs and then it sings
\r\nAnd all the lies that we can tell to our foolish selves
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\r\nMaybe this is the love song that I refused to write her
\r\nWhen I loved her like I used to
\r\nAnd I fear my heart may spin and fracture
\r\nLike tears of stone falling from a statue
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\r\nBut a voice contains all that's true and false
\r\nThen cries for someone else and for some honest tenderness
\r\nSo I must confess
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\r\nAll the words you say to me have music in them
\r\nAll the sorrows and the joys like magnetism
\r\nAnd a selfish boy looks through a prism
\r\nAnd says what is but never asks what isn't
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