There was a melody to sing
There was a harmony to bring
And though this song was playing loud
You could not hear the music play
Its voice was deafened by the day
Triumphant sound turning around
What will it take to make to come around to me
What will it take to make to come around to me
So convince my mind that
It will never think about you
That will never be true
Convince my words that
There is nothing good about you
They would be so few
There are so few who are like me
Who wait around eternity
For perfect reasons to comply
And though I seem to make it last
Transitions killed me in the past
At war my thoughts do not survive
What will it take to make to come around to me
What will it take to make to come around to me
So convince my mind that
It will never think about you
That will never be true
Convince my words that
There is nothing good about you
They would be so few
Circle around the season
That you wanted to believe in