I could wander round like a sightseer
Till you say to me: Child, there's an answer here
And if all I ever get is a reticent nod
I'd be falling madly in love
So now you see see see my selfish needs

Maybe I'll have to feel this on my own
You can get what you want
Experiences, I'm told
Maybe I'll have to feel this on my own
You can get what you want
Another kind of love

Idly shifting piles of the loose leaf
And you say to me: Child, what about the last scene
Talking to myself, I remember every breath
C'mon, kill me, please

Maybe I'll have to feel this on my own
You can get what you want
Experience, and a way home
Maybe I'll have to feel this on my own
You can get what you want
Another kind of love

Did I call too late tonight
All I do is work anymore
Bet I could fix up my face between 8th and 9th
And I could be what you want
Before I start lying to myself
What do I care what some tarot says
But when the car pulls 'round I feel it in my eyes
I feel it
And they fall