This is The Sound — текст песни (Juliana Hatfield)

Up above the floor so high.

A reflection in his eye.

Fell in love again last night.

Had a chance but I got stage-fright.

Oooh, oooh. oooh, oooh



I cant dance in front of you.

I never used these dancing shoes.

They wont even go up stairs.

Take me up to meet you there.

Oooh, oooh. oooh, oooh



This... is the sound ... of a tree... falling down.

Like me... giving up ...to the ground... is the sound

Of a wave... breaking down...to be... all washed up.



I cant think of things to say.

Would if I could find a way.

Grab something and hold it tight.

Even if its just one night.

Oooh, oooh. oooh, oooh!



Why are simple things so hard?

Nothing ever goes too far.

I roll it over in my mind

For the hundred-thousandth time.

Oooh, oooh. oooh, oooh



This... is the sound .... of a tree... falling down.

Like me... giving up....to the ground... is the sound

Of a wave... crashing down .... to be... all washed up

Bridge !



Up above the town so high,

Watching gasses in the sky.

I cant stop thinking of that guy.

How do you cant see smog at night.

Oooh, oooh. oooh, oooh



I dont even know his name.

But if its ever gonna rain,

Will it ever be the same?

Will he come back here again?



This... is the sound .... of a tree... falling down.

Like me... giving up....to the ground... is the sound

Of a wave... breaking down ... to be... all washed up.