Testo
Is there nothing new underneath the sun?
Some unfound way to tell of all you've done
I sit around and round in circles
All that I find is one thing true
I'm trying to resist saying things you've heard
I'm trying to invent a new way with words
All that I find in my frustration
Is that it does not change the way I feel, 'cause
There are no words that I could say
There is no music I could play
There is no song I could sing
To tell of all the love you bring me
All my sleepless nights just a waste of time
Will my words mean anything if I can't make them rhyme?
You're waiting for me to break the silence
You're listening even though you already know that
There are no words that I could say
There is no music I could play
There is no song I could sing
To tell of all the love you bring me
There is nothing new underneath the sun
And I'm lost for words anyway
You're a symphony washing over me
Washing over me, yeah, yeah
There are no words that I could say
There is no music I could play
There is no song I could sing
To tell of all the love you bring me
There are no words I could say
There is no music I could play
There is no song I could sing
To tell of all the love you bring me
I'm lost for words
I'm lost for words
