Fair thee well

Tradin' all our words for tea sympathy

Wonder why we tried, for things could never be

Play our hearts' content like an unrehearsed symphony



Not intend

To leave this castle full of empty rooms

Our love the captive in the tower never rescued

And all our victory songs seem to be playing out of tune



'Cause it's not the way that it has to be

Don't trade our love for tea and sympathy, no

And it's not the way that it has to be



You begin

All your words fall to the floor and break like China cups

And a waitress grabs a broom and tries to sweep them up

Reach for my tea, slowly drink it



'Cause it's not the way that it has to be

Don't trade our love for tea and sympathy, no

And it's not the way that it has to be

Don't trade our love for tea and sympathy



Fair thee well

The words, the bag of leaves that fill my head

I could taste the biterness, or call the waitress instead

'Cause she holds the answer

Smiles and asks one teaspoon or two



'Cause it's not the way that it has to be

Don't trade our love for tea and sympathy, no

And it's not the way that it has to be

Don't trade our love for tea and sympathy

And it's not he way that it has to be

Don't trade our love for tea and sympathy, no

'Cause it's not the way that it has to be

Don't trade our love for tea and sympathy



Don't trade us for tea and sympathy

Don't trade us for tea and sympathy

We can work it out

Don't trade us for tea and sympathy

Don't trade us for tea and sympathy

We can work it out

We can work it out