Tell Me More

What about that story?
What about that saying?
Or the ones that speak so free?
The poems that paint, the world we create

Tell me what you're thinking
Tell me all your dreams
What do you believe in? Where is it you sleep?
I've got a thousand questions for the millions on the street
Would somebody out here tell me?

Tell me more
Someday, somewhere, someone
Tell me more
Someday, somewhere, someone
Tell me more

Oh, what about that feeling from before?
When you sang so free
Sing me a song in your memory

Tell me what you're hearing
I'll tell you what I see
Who is it you're missing? What is it you need?
I've got a thousand questions for the millions on the street
Somebody out here tell me

Tell me more
Someday, somewhere, someone
Tell me more
Someday, somewhere, someone
Tell me more

To the poets on the streets
Painting the living
To the dancers on the beat
Sing me a song
Tell me more

Well, tell me from the beginning
And I'll see you at the end
I want to know your story
And I want to understand
I've got a thousand questions for the millions on the street
Will omebody out here tell me?

Tell me more
Someday, somewhere, someone
Tell me more
Someday, somewhere, someone
Tell me more

Someday, somewhere, someone
Oh, won't you tell me more?
Someday, somewhere, someone
Tell me more