Lyrics

New Song
Copyright 2006 by Bobby Lightfoot/boatsongs BMI/all rights reserved

I swear she reaches me
On some internal frequency
And modulated speaks to me of love...

And when I'm all alone
The static on the telephone
The headlights and the rain
Become enough...

How do you write of things you cannot touch?
Cannot name?
How do you push the veil away?

Surrounded every day
By microchips and microwaves
She sweeps across the ether to my heart...

No science could unfold
The braided bond of soul-to-soul
Or treatise hide the secret of her art...

I think it's time to sing a new song...
A new song...
How do you do, my nightingale?