Oh Nella Madeleine your feelings never show
And I've been watching quietly for weeks
Every time I go I find you curled up with the cat
Sleeping like a god right through the morning.
Most afternoons I take a walk down along olmi st,
Trawling for a simple conversation
Friends will say hello and we will share an easy joke
But I'm sure they hear a trace of what I'm thinking.
I only told you with the confidence of knowing
You would not believe you heard me right
This feeling is a buzzing in the wires,
And it's growing
It keeps me up now every single night.
When you know it's right, it's an open hand
Doesn't care about your needs,
Has no use for your plans.
When you know it's right, it hits you like an open hand
Doesn't care about your needs,
Has no use for your plans.