How could it be

How could it be
That tendons bound to bones within my feet
Were bound to believe
That they should move themselves to up and leave

I should say that I'm sorry
On their behalf
I should say something funny
But you will not laugh

I didn't see
The steps I took had taken you from me
Where would we be
If I let myself be swept away to sea

I would cry out to tell you
But you'd not be there
I would cry out to tell you
But you wouldn't care

Oh, I could lead a stationary life and you will see
You'll believe my love is carried to you by my feet
My bones are wrong
Sometimes, sometimes bones are wrong

I know I'm not leaving
I know I believe it

How could it be
This teeny little things within your knees
Bring you to me
And they can keep on moving when you sleep

I know I'm not leaving you all alone
I know I believe it and so do my bones
So do my bones
And so do my bones

Oh, I could lead a stationary life and you will see
You'll believe my love is carried to you by my feet
My bones are wrong
Sometimes, sometimes bones are wrong