Lyrics

There are too many things to say about too many things, if we could all be quiet… Safe in the mountains with our organic foods, well, my heartache is just too great. But hey Mr. Leopold, tell your bride I’m bloomin’. Hey Mr. Leopold, tell your bride I’m bloomin’. Hey Leopold, tell Molly I said hi, I’m gonna go where there’s more light, I’m bloomin’. And there are too many words to write with my hands untied, if you could just bear with me. I know the feeling of happy endings, and I’ll follow with her simple phrase,  “Yes, yes, yes.” There are so many shifts to feel beneath this old ground, if we could all just stand still. Let your windows crack, let your door swing wide. Watch the wine dear, see how the train’s gone by?