I start with yesterday
Then my childhood
Then school and my career
And there’s so much to say
And it feels kind of good
As I work through hopes and fears
And there’s relationships
And being alone
And being a person I wouldn’t want to know
And Freudian slips
And feeling like stone
And feeling like so much is still unknown
And I’m talking and I’m talking
But I’ve got more to say
And I’m talking and talking
I could sit here and talk all day
And I’m trying I’m trying
To clear up shades of gray
And I do my best to make a little sense
Of life’s mysterious ways
And there’s talk of love
Talk of hate
Talk of everything I can feel
There’s hawks and doves
Choice and fate
Things I hide and things I reveal
And I talk about the night
I talk about the dreams
I talk about the things that are not as they seem
The lyrics I write
The songs I sing
The feel of a brand new wedding ring
And I’m talking and talking
But I’ve still got more to say
I’m talking and talking
Don’t stop me if I start to stray
‘Cause I’m trying and trying
But there’s just too much to convey
Still I do my best to make a little sense
Of life’s mysterious ways