This could have been a song about the wind but my words were blown away.
I could have sung about tomorrow but I couldn't find today.  Forget
About writing about my conversations because I can't think of what to
Say.  With nothing left to sing about my ax in tune, I got no choice but
To sing to you (and she sings...)
Chorus:
Once, won't you give me. Twice, won't you save me. Three times, won't
You let me sing this song for you.
I've been thinking about singing about a painting, but the colors made
Me spin. Or the mystery of a spiral, but where do I begin? I could of
Sung about piety, but I slammed right into sin.  And now I've got a
Crowd around me, what am I able to do? I'll take this song and offer it
To you. (Chorus)
Might have sung about the ocean, but I'm stuck here on the shore.  How
Could I ever ask for seconds, I couldn't take no more. I almost thought
About a phone call, but talking such a bore.  People left an hour ago,
The windows tainted blue (so am I) and I wrote this song. (Chorus)