(Chorus)
I hear the chorus line
Override much of what you do
It’s the only time I feel over nothing
Oh it’s true
And it’s only afternoon
I hear the chorus line
I feel over nothing
Nothing
When I hear the chorus line
Drifting through these autumn hues
A vintage Sunday afternoon
Like a polaroid from 1969
I really do enjoy the view
But it’s not home and it’s not you
A hummingbird ushers in a sign
Suddenly a melody sweeps me straight back home
Floating through these avenues
Sipping in the morning dew
As golden fingers peel away the night
If melody is family then harmony is home
Home
Nothing
When I hear the chorus line