Wait, can't I feel it, can't I see it, can't I hold it somehow? The thrill of your sound The house is filled with the tender fruit of your sound Now the days have been stacking all the way up (All the way up, all the way up) And my legs have been working all the way up (All the way up, all the way up) And my stomach can sense it all the way down (Your sound, your sound) And my own blood don't come around no more I wait by the door for your sound Your sound, for your sound I wait by the door for your sound For your sound Nothing they can say can take me away from your sound From your sound Your sound, your sound ♪ Well the wind has been shifting And the streets have been warming And the seas have been dancing (your sound, your sound) And I can't even think of your face no more But still I remember your sound Your sound Your sound Your sound, your sound