My fingers jingle round and round
Forget that it [bad word] to miss my days alone
I should have seen this one for long
For many thousand dollars blew it in the sound
I love you too as 
I love everyone
Let the waves of [bad word] for their daily happenings
For they can move me
Then everyone placed bells into their homes
But could anyone know that energy is brief?
How could this missed thing bring me back to you?
I was innocent alone
I could have told you
I could have told you
Oh, oh
I know, 
I know
I know, 
I know, 
I know
I know, 
I know, 
I know
I know, 
I know, 
I know
Oh, oh
I know, 
I know
I know, 
I know, 
I know
I could have told you
I know, 
I know, 
I know
So this is when 
I could sit down
And explain what all this means
I`m calling into faith
I know, 
I know, 
I know
I know, 
I know, 
I know
I know, 
I know, 
I know
I know, 
I know, 
I know
Is anyone listening to the words you wrote?
Else me?
Has anyone perceived the innocence of "well it`s over"?