The Best of Us

Do you recall the scent of olive trees From that little town in Italy Where we spent the nights outside Drinking on the balcony, while talking about mortality And expensive wine Summer went and autumn came And the leaves they turned to dust and blew away I didn't know what to expect, but I was young and calmed by your embrace The more I say, the less you hear I'm speechless in the most peculiar way And I don't want to shout It's not the things we do I wish it was, I wish I knew Just how to make them count We've reached the point where saying nothing Is saying more And I don't think we ever did before I keep waiting for a sign, for you to laugh, for you to cry, come on! Come on, reach out and touch me If I'm still here, take my hand It's time Come on, reach out and touch me If I'm still here, take my hand It's time A song knows nothing about the truth It's just a feeling that you hold on to When real life gets absurd And though it seems just like memory Me, I have no enemies My battles are with words And it's been a while since I was scared And though it's easier when you're not here I couldn't get by on my own, not if I tried, not in a million years Come on, reach out and touch me Take my hand if I'm still here It's time Come on, reach out and touch me Take my hand 'cause I'm still here It's time When you are alone In the back of a bus with a bending sentiment We used to take it home Press play on the tape, and it paints a familiar face Now, where are you going to go? Where am I gonna go? Come on Come on And touch me