invisible string

Green was the color of the grass

Where I used to read

at Centennial Park

I used to think

I'd meet somebody there

Teal was the color of your shirt

When you were sixteen

at the yogurt shop

You used to work there

to make a little money

Talk curious talk

Gave me no compasses

gave me no signs

Were there clues I didn't see

And isn't it just so pretty to think

All along there was some

Invisible string

Tying you to me-e-e-e

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Bad was the blood

of the song in the cab

On your first trip to LA

You ate at my favorite spot for dinner

Bold was the waitress

on our three-year trip

Getting lunch down by the Lakes

She said I looked

like an American singer

Time mystical time

Cutting me open

then healing me fine

Were there clues I didn't see

And isn't it just so pretty to think

All along there was some

Invisible string

Tying you to me-e-e-e

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

A string to pull me

Out of all the wrong arms

Riding to that dive bar

Something wrapped

all my past mistakes in barbed wire

Chains around my demons

Wool to brave the seasons

One single thread of gold

Tied me to you

Cold was the steel of my axe to grind

For the boys who broke my heart

Now I send their babies presents

Gold was the color of the leaves

When I showed you around

Centennial Park

Hell was the journey

but it brought me heaven

Time wondrous time

Gave me the blues

and then purple-pink skies

And it's cool

Baby with me

And isn't it just so pretty to think

All along there was

Invisible string

Tying you to me-e-e-e

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Me-e-e-e

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah