| Everybody told me this is who you have to be
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| My hands in my pockets as deep as they go
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| I walked home and packed up my cases to leave
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| I walked all over this country, I went down to the sea
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| I talked a lot with the sun and the sky
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| I didn’t talk much with anyone else really
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| These are the things that everybody does
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| I always wondered what was all the fuss
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| I never knew exactly what it was
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| 'Til there was you
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| 'Til there was you
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| 'Til There was you
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| You found me up in the attic, singing down to the leaves
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| You caught me reading love letters aloud
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| To horses and children, to stars and to trees
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| These are the things that everybody does
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| I always wondered what was all the fuss
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| I never knew exactly what it was
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| 'Til there was you
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| 'Til there was you
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| 'Til there was you
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| But a mountain is still a mountain, a mountain goes to the sea
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| No matter what I’d like to pretend, no matter what I’d like it to be
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| No I don’t have to stay here, I could fly off and leave
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| On the wings of a unicorn’s breast, my typewriter strapped with diamonds to my
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| chest
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| But how could I go with breakfast not over yet?
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| These are the things that everybody does
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| I always wondered what was all the fuss
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| But what a lovely morning that it was
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| When there was you
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| When there was you
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| When there was you
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| When there was you |