Paroles: Elvis Costello. North. When It Sings.

All the words you say to me have music in them
All the sorrows and the joys like magnetism
And a selfish boy looks through a prism
And says what is but never asks what isn't

But a voice contains many precious things
It laughs and then it sings
And all the lies that we can tell to our foolish selves

Maybe this is the love song that I refused to write her
When I loved her like I used to
And I fear my heart may spin and fracture
Like tears of stone falling from a statue

But a voice contains all that's true and false
Then cries for someone else and for some honest tenderness
So I must confess

All the words you say to me have music in them
All the sorrows and the joys like magnetism
And a selfish boy looks through a prism
And says what is but never asks what isn't