This Is the Sound by Juliana Hatfield Three Lyrics

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
Oooh, oooh. oooh, oooh

I can't dance in front of you
I never used these dancing shoes
They won't even go up stairs
Take me up to meet you there
Oooh, oooh. oooh, oooh

This... is the sound ... of a tree... falling down
Like me... giving up ...to the ground... is 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
Oooh, oooh. Oooh, oooh!
Why are simple things so hard?
Nothing ever goes too far
I roll it over in my mind
For the hundred-thousandth time
Oooh, oooh. Oooh, oooh

This... is the sound .... of a tree... falling down
Like me... giving up....to the ground... is the sound
Of a wave... crashing down .... to be... all washed up
Bridge !

Up above the town so high
Watching gasses in the sky
I can't stop thinking of that guy
How do you can't see smog at night
Oooh, oooh. oooh, oooh

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... is the sound
Of a wave... breaking down ... to be... all washed up