My notebook's a sight
Every sentence I write is swiftly crossed out before long
Every word that I say seems so foolish the next day
So I keep my eager tongue on a leash

For a fool has his way with his words all the time
Lest the wise man can utter a sound
So I keep all my words locked away for the day
And I'll sing them when no one's around
Yeah I'll sing them when no one's around

Hear the music of the city
See its ladies looking pretty
It can make you feel light on your feet
Put those words to a song
And you still might get it wrong
It's always better if you taste the real thing

For a fool has his way with his words all the time
Lest the wise man can utter a sound
So I keep all my words locked away for the day
And I'll sing them when no one's around
Yeah I'll sing them when no one's around

If I say “love”, you might think of your heartache
Or the bliss that a lover can bring
If I say “God”, you may think of a man sitting high in the clouds
Or a glory that the word fails to sound