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