Songtexte: Counting Crows. Hard Candy. Carriage.

If anything it should have been a better thing
From underneath you starin' at the ceiling
There's another world of chocolate bars an' baseball cards
That hides inside of all this tension
That I'm feelin'

But it's all inside of you
Yeah, it's all inside of you

Surprise, surprise you miss your hair
You miss my eyes and all
This solitude is my confidence eroding?
So we slide inside of someone's mouth
An' someone's eyes until
There's sound of something intimate exploding

But it's all inside of you
Yeah, it's all inside of you
Yeah, it's all inside of you
Yeah, it's all inside of you

I wish that I was anesthetized
An' sterilized and then
We wouldn't have this evidence congealing
Surprise, surprise another pair of lips an' eyes
An' that is the consequence of actually feelin'

It was all inside of you
It was all inside of you
It was all inside of you
It was all inside of you