How could it be That tendons bound to bones within my feet Were bound to believe That they should move themselves to up and leave
I should say that I'm sorry On their behalf I should say something funny But you will not laugh
I didn't see The steps I took had taken you from me Where would we be If I let myself be swept away to sea
I would cry out to tell you But you'd not be there I would cry out to tell you But you wouldn't care
Oh, I could lead a stationary life and you will see You'll believe my love is carried to you by my feet My bones are wrong Sometimes, sometimes bones are wrong
I know I'm not leaving I know I believe it
How could it be This teeny little things within your knees Bring you to me And they can keep on moving when you sleep
I know I'm not leaving you all alone I know I believe it and so do my bones So do my bones And so do my bones
Oh, I could lead a stationary life and you will see You'll believe my love is carried to you by my feet My bones are wrong Sometimes, sometimes bones are wrong