when i have stars in my eyes
and the moon is low
and the ink is dry
i turn the water into wine
and i drink it with you only we do

and now the colors and sounds got me hanging around
and the the song is mine
and then the wine to my head says, here's the idea, you know,
that there's a hope that springs eternally from you
if all the souls will open the door
then this cold won't blow anymore
and we say 'ell ya

there's a hope that springs eternally from you
we're on the inside looking out
no doubt about

and we sing all nite in a pointless forest
keeping open grounds, watching satellites
ya the moral spiral stairs going no more
....
and if this boat goes sinking
you know we won't be thinking about the one that got away
cuz you know your not alone
you shouldn't be afraid
cuz everybody knows the song i made for you
ya, ya ya ya, i know