Out Of My Book lyrics

We sat by ourselves, still looking for company;

There could have been peace, but that eluded me -

All I could think of was what was on my mind.

You tried to be kind,

But I blocked your feelings.

Now, senses still reeling, you sit in your quiet room and cry.

You tried to make me one,

But I always hide when there's a glimpse of sun.

Running along in sunlight meadows,

Your eyes were never more than half-closed:

Through fluttering lashes, you watched me watching you.

I tried to be true

To the way that you thought I ought to be

But, in spite of all my efforts,

I failed.

I tried to make you see

But your eyes are blind to all but the bad in me.

What do you think I mean

When I say that I need you?

How am I supposed to seem

When we hit another problem

And the answers are all torn from my book?

Our lives are on paths we just can't control;

We can grow closer as we get old.

Can you imagine us as we adjust?

Can you imagine us

Getting near eighty;

We live more sedately,

Still hoping the dreams will come true?

We'll try to be secure.

But I'm of uncertain mind

And how can I be sure?

How can I be sure?