You know we should talk about the missing thing
'Cause then, it's missing right in front of us
Taking color and shape
Of the lies we like to hide behind
Oh the lies we like to hide behind
We jump into the boats
Sailing bubbles of soap
And sure enough we'll soon be stuck on ground
And abandon the boats
And oceans will never showing desert's sweeping told
I might be asking too little
And then you might be asking too much
And still you think we'll settle for something
I don't think we'll settle at all
Now you know we shouldn't talk
At all
I might be asking too little
And then you might be asking too much
And still you think we'll settle for something
I don't think we'll settle at all
Isn't it the same thing too?
I might be asking too little
And then you might be asking too much
And still you think we'll settle for something
I don't think we'll settle at all (settle at all)
I might be asking too little
And then you might be asking too much
And still you think we'll settle for something
I don't think we'll settle at all