Tell Me More

What about that story? What about that saying? Or the ones that speak so free? The poems that paint, the world we create Tell me what you're thinking Tell me all your dreams What do you believe in? Where is it you sleep? I've got a thousand questions for the millions on the street Would somebody out here tell me? Tell me more Someday, somewhere, someone Tell me more Someday, somewhere, someone Tell me more Oh, what about that feeling from before? When you sang so free Sing me a song in your memory Tell me what you're hearing I'll tell you what I see Who is it you're missing? What is it you need? I've got a thousand questions for the millions on the street Would somebody out here tell me? Tell me more Someday, somewhere, someone Tell me more Someday, somewhere, someone Tell me more To the poets on the streets I'm painting the living To the dancers on the beat Sing me a song Well, Tell me more Well, tell me from the beginning And I'll see you at the end I want to know your story And I want to understand I've got a thousand questions for the millions on the street Will somebody out here tell me? Tell me more Someday, somewhere, someone Tell me more Someday, somewhere, someone Tell me more (Someday, somewhere, someone) Oh, won't you tell me more? Someday, somewhere, someone Tell me more