How could it be
That tendons bound to bones within my feet
Were bound to believe
That they should move themselves to up and leaveI should say that I'm sorry
On their behalf
I should say something funny
But you will not laughI didn't see
The steps I took had taken you from me
Where would we be
If I let myself be swept away to seaI would cry out to tell you
But you'd not be there
I would cry out to tell you
But you wouldn't careOh, 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 wrongI know I'm not leaving
I know I believe itHow could it be
This teeny little things within your knees
Bring you to me
And they can keep on moving when you sleepI 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 bonesOh, 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