Talk

Twenty minutes too late to call
I took the bait, so now whats wrong?
So let’s talk about it, talk about it
Let’s talk about it, talk about it
Child run
There’s a storm
Feel the rain pour in
Don’t you feel it exist?
So let’s talk about it
Talk about it
As a sign of the times begins
I read your thoughts across the ceiling
Oh, I can’t help feeling there’s something in the way
Forget me not, I’m giving up on you
To loved and lost; there’s nothing you could say
There’s always something in the way
Something either way
Counting blessings as a way to cope
Avoid debate, the detail is shown
It’s how you go about it (go about it)
And you go about it (go about it)
Father, son
Sound the drums;
Feel the rain pour in
Doesn’t make it a sin
It’s how you go about it (go about it)
As a sign of the times begins
I read your thoughts across the ceiling
Oh, I can’t help feeling there’s something in the way
Forget me not, I’m giving up on you
To loved and lost; there’s nothing you could say
There’s always something in the way
I read your thoughts across the ceiling
Can’t help feeling there’s something in the way