I have misplaced the words. I know that they are here - Somewhere, Lying near the laundry, On the floor. I have mislain the tune. It is floating in the air - Up there, Fluttering out a window Left ajar. I chase after the beat. It is underneath my feet - Down there, Rolling out the door And down the street. I know not what to do With this song I wrote for you. You see, It is broken like my heart Used to be.