If I Could Open My Arms And Span The Length Of The Isle Of Manhattan I'd Bring It To Where You Are Making A Lake Of The East River And Hudson If I Could Open My Mouth Wide Enough For A Marching Band To March Out They Would Make Your Name Sing And Bend Through Alley's And Bounce Of Other Buildings
I Wish We Could Open Our Eyes To See In All Directions At The Same Time Oh, What A Beautiful View If You Were Never Aware Of What Was Around You And It Is True What You Said I Live Like A Hermit In My Own Head When The Sun Shines Again I'll Pull The Curtains And Blinds To Let The Light In
Sorrow Drips Into Your Heart Through A Pinhole Just Like Faucet That Leaks And There Is Comfort In The Sound x4 But While You Debate Half Empty Or Half Full It Slowly Rises Your Love Is Gonna Drown