Let 'em tell us stories as we lie in the fields And watch the birds soar above Let 'em tell us of love and loss How we'll live and how we'll die 'Cause they say he once was Somebody with a black suit And good shoes, and a perfect smile It makes me want to ask
Was it in the mad loves And the big fights So was it in the small change And the passing updates So was it in the giving up And the getting on Oh, was it in the mad love So was it in the mad love So was it in the mad loves And the big fights
We'll let 'em tell us stories as we lie in the fields And watch the clouds pass above How paper burns and pictures fade Only melody remains And sure enough he laughs as if he knows Makes me want to ask
So was it in the mad loves And the big fights So was it in the right words At the right times So was it in the giving up And the moving on Oh, was it in the mad love So was it in the mad love So was it in the mad love So was it in the little things
We all want We all want We all want
Was it in the mad loves And the big fights So was it in the small change And the passing updates So was it in the giving up And the getting on So was it in the mad love So was it in the mad love So was it in the mad love So was it in the mad love So was it in the mad love And the big fights