Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Everything I say to you seems to come out all wrong
So I'll stop speaking sentences, instead I'll sing a song
And the sound of my voice might soothe that thing in you
That can't believe the words I speak or what I say is true
There's no way to convince someone who won't be brought around
By talking, it's noisy scene, while singing's more a sound
So when I say I love you it's just aching I've said
Off my tongue, out of my mouth, laid up in my head
But when I say I love you that's a different thing
Nothing smart, just some guts and heart since I mean what I say
When I sing I do something it's not a thing I try
So it sounds believable - I cannot sing a lie
This song's almost over, it's short, I'm almost through
I'm sorry for some sentences - I said what I told you
One says stuff to anyone, but you are another thing
If this feels familiar it's because of thee I sing