One, two
Three
I want to write new
It's just an old song
Falling from fingers
Into one colour
I want to write true for you
It's just an old song
Lying in pretty circles
Older than my mother's mother
A song
So sweet
It just slips under the door
A song you'd never notice
Or ask for
I want to write for you
It's just an old song

Wanting upright piano
And stumbling guitar
I want to write true
It's just an old song
To be played over and over
‘Til it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter
A song for easy sleep
Another night you'll never miss
A song to wrap around yourself
Like that cloth, or that kiss
A song to leave you alone
In it's own small echoes
A song to remind you
That in silence sadness grows
I want to write true for you
It's just an old song
Slipping through fingers
Quick as lovers
I want to write new, but
It's just an old song
In slowing circles
You don't notice that it's over