If I could open my arms
And span the length of the isle of Manhattan
I'd bring it to where you are
Making a lake of the East River and Hudson
(he is saying that if he could he would give you everything he loves if possible)
And if I could open my mouth
Wide enough for a marching band to march out
They would make your name sing
And bend through alleys and bounce off all the buildings
(he is saying that he would sing your name with a marching band and make the name heard everywhere)
I wish we could open our eyes
To see in all directions at the same time
Oh, what a beautiful view
If you were never aware of what was around you
(we need to see everything instead of just our own point of view, it would be more beautiful)
And it is true what you say
That I live like a hermit in my own head
But when the sun shines again
I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in
(he keeps his thoughts to himself but when given the chance, next time, he wants to let it all out, let the sunshine blind him)
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is going to drown
(sorrow will grow on you, it comes through a pinhole and leaks and grows into you, but while you debate whether you are happy or not, it slowly rises, the sadness is going to drown your love if you aren't careful. happiness is just a state of mind, you have to BE happy whether you feel like it or not)
If I could open my arms And span the length of the isle of Manhattan I'd bring it to where you are Making a lake of the East River and Hudson (he is saying that if he could he would give you everything he loves if possible)
And if I could open my mouth Wide enough for a marching band to march out They would make your name sing And bend through alleys and bounce off all the buildings (he is saying that he would sing your name with a marching band and make the name heard everywhere)
I wish we could open our eyes To see in all directions at the same time Oh, what a beautiful view If you were never aware of what was around you (we need to see everything instead of just our own point of view, it would be more beautiful)
And it is true what you say That I live like a hermit in my own head But when the sun shines again I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in (he keeps his thoughts to himself but when given the chance, next time, he wants to let it all out, let the sunshine blind him)
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound But while you debate half empty or half full It slowly rises, your love is going to drown (sorrow will grow on you, it comes through a pinhole and leaks and grows into you, but while you debate whether you are happy or not, it slowly rises, the sadness is going to drown your love if you aren't careful. happiness is just a state of mind, you have to BE happy whether you feel like it or not)