All the phones have rung and rung

They are off the hook, all but one

And all the mail stacked up inside

Up from the floor, a mile high



And like one would, like a child

I'm asking..

Like I could knock on your door

Will you let me in?



And dear God, I found out the same things we learn when we die

I found out the truth is it's all a big lie

I find that the words are hard to describe

I tell you I'm lost here, awaiting reply



Climbing trees and paper planes

Life as a kid, we're all the same

Tears of joy, and sullen hearts

Sticks and stones and broken arms



And like one would, like a child

I'm asking..

Like I could knock on your door

Will you let me in?



And dear God, I found out the same things we learn when we die

I found out the truth is it's all a big lie

I find that the words are hard to describe

I tell you I'm lost here, awaiting reply

I found out what's wrong, and it's not you or I

Or anyone else that you chose tonight

It seems like the madness of choice in the life

Has made it all clear if we run or we hide



And dear God, I found out the same things we learn when we die

I found out the truth is it's all a big lie

I find that the words are hard to describe

I tell you I'm lost here, awaiting reply

I found out what's wrong, and it's not you or I

Or anyone else that you chose tonight

It seems like the madness of choice in the life

Has made it all clear if we run or we hide