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