One day it just snowed, I guess And they closed the roads to your heart You came home like a dead star No light left, no loving anymore Years ago you sent a postcard It's the one that always made me laugh It said 'send for reinforcements, cause there's too much here for me to love'.
What could they say? What could they say to make you feel okay? What could they do? What could they do to make you feel okay?
Years ago I read a story about a man who had a plan He tied himself onto a balloon, yeah Cut the ties and tried to reach the moon Rescued by an airline pilot 15,000 feet above the world They dragged him down then wished him luck They hoped that he had learnt his lesson well
What could they say? What could they say to make you feel okay? What could they do? What could they do to make you feel okay?
Kathy, I can still see stars The same ones that we wished upon I know you know your way around But I can tell you're losing ground I can see you on the radar But you know, I can never bring you back You cut the ties, you're floating free, yeah High and low and in-between
You cut the ties, you're floating free, yeah High and low and in-between