Songtexte: Juliana Hatfield. This is The Sound.

Up above the floor so high
A reflection in his eye
Fell in love again last night
Had a chance but I got stage fright

Ooh, I can?t dance in front of you
I never used these dancing shoes
They won?t even go upstairs
To take me up to meet you there

Ooh, this is the sound of a tree falling down
Like me giving up to the ground
It?s the sound of a wave breaking down
To be all washed up

I can?t think of things to say
Would if I could find a way
Grab something and hold it tight
Even if it?s just one night

Ooh, why are the simple things so hard?
Nothing ever goes too far
I roll it over in my mind
For the hundredth-thousandth time

Ooh, this is the sound of a tree falling down
Like me giving up to the ground
It?s the sound of a wave breaking down
To be all washed up

Bridge, up above the town so high
Watching gases in the sky
I can?t stop thinking of that guy
How do you can?t see smog at night?

Ooh. I don?t even know his name
But if it?s ever gonna rain
Will it ever be the same?
Will he come back here again?

This is the sound of a tree falling down
Like me giving up to the ground
It?s the sound of a wave breaking down
To be all washed up