There is no logic No reason No logic at all To keep holding on To the hope You'll turn into The man I thought you were I can't sit still I can't stay in one place too long Are you comfortable? Are you comfortable? I'm moving along. Your voice, though stentorian, Cannot hide the shadow of a doubt Your thoughts may seem golden now Give them time, time to sort them out How do you know the name The name of the one you love? The name of the one you love? What does it feel like? Can it make a sound? What does it sound like?