invisible string - the long pond studio sessions

Green was the color of the grass

Where I used to read at Centennial Park

I used to think I would meet somebody there

Teal was the color of your shirt

When you were 16 at the yogurt shop

You used to work at to make a little money

Time, curious time

Gave me no compasses, gave me no signs

Were there clues I didn't see?

And isn't it just so pretty to think

All along there was some invisible string

Tying you to me?

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Bad was the blood of the song

In the cab on your first trip to L.A.

You ate at my favorite spot for dinner

Bold was the waitress on our three year trip

Getting lunch down by the Lakes

She said I looked like an American singer

Time, mystical time

Cutting me open, then healing me fine

Were there clues I didn't see?

And isn't it just so pretty to think

All along there was some invisible string

Tying you to me?

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

A string that pulled me

Out of all the wrong arms right into that dive bar

Something wrapped all of my past mistakes in barbed wire

Chains around my demons, wool to brave the seasons

One single thread of gold tied me to you

Cold was the steel of my axe to grind

For the boys who broke my heart

Now I send their babies presents

Gold was the color of the leaves

When I showed you around Centennial Park

Hell was the journey, but it brought me heaven

Time, wondrous time

Gave me the blues and then purple-pink skies

And it's cool, baby, with me

And isn't it just so pretty to think

All along there was some invisible string

Tying you to me?

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Ee-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-eeh

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Oh, oh yeah

Ooh, oh-oh