I can’t imagine all the dances so sublime
Or a melody supine
When the music turns out fine.
And I don’t contemplate all the things I should
But I’m wondering if I could
This time just not knock on wood.
‘Cause every time
What’s failed is wood.

And you tell me
To walk asunder.
You’ll wake up swaddled in a heart that’s full of wonder.
But you’re careful
Not to wander.
You gotta stay there,
But you can’t stand to sit and ponder.
No.
You’d let it go?
I didn’t think so.

And you don’t want to relive moments past
So you think the future’s where you can imagine problems gone.
But you don’t want to sit much longer
‘Cause you’re afraid to find out all these things you had buried underground
Can cut you now.
So you run.
Away from me.

And then you call me on the phone
‘Cause you can’t stand to think that I’m alone.
But now we’re looking at the same moon
And we don’t have much time to stare.

We had these jokes and dreams we’d learned to pass along.
Maybe write a story, or a folk song.
And there was fire in us to light up winter skies,
But instead of using dirt, we’d bury it with lies.
And if I’d forgive you,
Problems would leave us.
But please don’t think that that’d be easy.

And then you call me from Peru,
‘Cause you‘ve got nothing else to do.
But now we’re looking at the same moon
And we don’t have much time to stare.

I see suns falling and imploding in the night.
What use is vision, when you’ve already lost sight?
And I was hoping…
Yes I was hoping…
But we'd been drifting and the stars had blanked me out.

I see suns falling and imploding in the light.
And all that I can do is jam my eyes closed, tight.
And I was hoping…
Yes I was hoping…
But it burns me hoping that these stars that I see burning could have something else to do.

This is because I can topple towers with a touch
Or I can try to.
It’s to fumbling to your bedroom door
When I know I’ve been there before.
It’s to candles snuffed out
And rocks skipped one time short.
And the first dream you have may not be your life.
I’m not your life!
Isn’t that what you wanted, with every word you vaunted?

And if this is what you need, just to pretend that you agreed
And live with what God did to you, all the hate you’ve pushed on through.
I always catch your wrist, it’s numbly cold.
Now you want to try?
It’s not impossible, you’ll always be my hopes and dreams.

You’ll never see things like I do, no, you’ll never see things like I do.
No, no. No no no no no no.

This is to the girl who drilled into my heart
With burrs and thorns and pricks in part.
And you know, you have to blow on a spark.
This is to the girl who reached into my heart
With hopes and dreams and more than a spark.
Hey, maybe, baby, you could prick my heart again.
My hopes and dreams!

You chase me down like love inflamed
Yeah, I can’t lie, I did complain.
But I said,
Did you know I see you?
Did you know I hear you?
Did you know I hope you?
Did you know I dream you?
Did you know I breathe you?
Did you know I miss you?
Did you know I love you?
I love you.

And  then call me from across the room,
‘Cause you know we both know this room.
And you kiss me beneath our own blue moon.
I know.
I know we’ve got time for more than staring underneath this moon.
Maybe that we’ll live to see another moon.
But we don’t have much time…
I know, does anybody have much time
To live?
My hopes and dreams.