Sometimes it comes without words
Sometimes it goes without saying
I had the best brown-eyed girl

But now she?s gone beyond praying for

I?m a saint, but she didn't mind me

At the same time she just couldn't find me
She went looking for space as people all will
Until they get to that place, some kind of chill

Sometimes it comes without words
Sometimes it goes without saying
Sometimes the only kind of luck you get is what you have been constantly praying for


When my notes are gone and I still need to make a sound
When my love?s been took and I?m no longer hanging around with

All the same, I might find it
Love is blind babe, but I didn't blind it
It?s gone looking for space as people all will

Until they get to that place, some kind of chill

All the same, I might find it

Love is blind babe, but I didn't blind it
It's gone looking for space as people all will
Until they get to that place, some kind of chill