The Things That Everybody Does
Everybody told me this is who you have to be
My hands in my pockets as deep as they go
I walked home and packed up my cases to leave
I walked all over this country
I went down to the sea
I talked a lot with the sun and the sky
I didn't talk much with anyone else really
These are the things that everybody does
I always wondered what was all the fuss
I never knew exactly what it was
Till there was you
Till there was you
Till there was you
You found me up in the attic, singing down to the leaves
You caught me reading love letters aloud
To horses and children, to stars and to trees
These are the things that everybody does
I always wondered what was all the fuss
I never knew exactly what it was
Till there was you
Till there was you
Till there was you
But a mountain is still a mountain
A mountain goes to the sea
No matter what I'd like to pretend
No matter what I'd like it to be
No, I don't have to stay here
I could fly off and leave
On the wings of a unicorn's breast
My typewriter strapped with diamonds to my chest
But how could I go with breakfast not over yet?
These are the things that everybody does
I always wondered what was all the fuss
But what a lovely morning that it was
When there was you
When there was you
When there was you
When there was you
