Just this morning I asked a question
And it seems that I hurt your pride
By this evening I had no answer
And it seems that you had to hide
I hurt your pride
If I asked you the same old question
Wrapped around in a thousand words
Paint it up with a million answers
Would it still seem as if it hurt
It seems absurd
Would you want me if I was to say
It's a brand new day
There's no need to pray or worry
Let me put it another way
If you want to stay
You don't have to say your sorry
Any time that I ask a question
You take the meaning another way
So the question becomes the answer
And the answer just drifts away drifts away
What can I say