This Is The Sound

Up above the floor so high.
A reflection in his eye.
Fell in love again last night.
Had a chance but I got stage-fright.
Oooh, oooh. oooh, oooh
I cant dance in front of you.
I never used these dancing shoes.
They wont even go up stairs.
Take me up to meet you there.
Oooh, oooh. oooh, oooh
This… is the sound … of a tree… falling down.
Like me… giving up… to the ground… is the sound
Of a wave… breaking down… to be… all washed up.
I cant think of things to say.
Would if I could find a way.
Grab something and hold it tight.
Even if its just one night.
Oooh, oooh. oooh, oooh!
Why are simple things so hard?
Nothing ever goes too far.
I roll it over in my mind
For the hundred-thousandth time.
Oooh, oooh. oooh, oooh
This… is the sound … of a tree… falling down.
Like me… giving up… to the ground… is the sound
Of a wave… crashing down … to be… all washed up Bridge !
Up above the town so high,
Watching gasses in the sky.
I cant stop thinking of that guy.
How do you cant see smog at night.
Oooh, oooh. oooh, oooh
I dont even know his name.
But if its ever gonna rain,
Will it ever be the same?
Will he come back here again?
This… is the sound … of a tree… falling down.
Like me… giving up… to the ground… is the sound
Of a wave… breaking down … to be… all washed up.