when i have stars in my eyes and the moon is low and the ink is dry i turn the water into wine and i drink it with you only we do
and now the colors and sounds got me hanging around and the the song is mine and then the wine to my head says, here's the idea, you know, that there's a hope that springs eternally from you if all the souls will open the door then this cold won't blow anymore and we say 'ell ya
there's a hope that springs eternally from you we're on the inside looking out no doubt about
and we sing all nite in a pointless forest keeping open grounds, watching satellites ya the moral spiral stairs going no more .... and if this boat goes sinking you know we won't be thinking about the one that got away cuz you know your not alone you shouldn't be afraid cuz everybody knows the song i made for you ya, ya ya ya, i know