So, what is it then?

That thrills you, that moves you

That makes you click

And tell me, how long has it been?

So, what is it then?

That thrills you, that moves you

That makes you click

And tell me, how long has it been?

It's those other things, the spaces in the park

A good laugh with my man, my son a-giggling

But maybe I'm just too close to life to be singing

Or is that ever-changing rhythm of life the core of it all?

All of the different schemes

The heartbeat even of my song?

So, what is it then?

That thrills you, that moves you

That makes you click

And tell me, how long has it been?

Well, I really don't know

And if I ever had a notion

Of what it'd all come down to in the end

Maybe I'd just lose it all and never sing a note again

So I guess that ever-changing rhythm of life is the core of it all

All of the different schemes

The heartbeat even of my song?

The lack of precise content is what hits me now

The lack of precise content is what hits me now

The lack of precise content is what hits me now

The lack of precise content is what hits me now

The lack of precise content is what hits me now

The lack of precise content is what hits me now