Late at night, it's easy to forget
who I am.
It's easy to forget it takes a woman
to make a man.
It's easy to forget that there was a me
without you.
It's easy to forget that there's still a sky
without a blue.
It's easy to forget that there's still music
with no words.
It's easy to forget that the sun
always returns.
It's easy to forget that day
always comes.
It's easy to forget the sound of
my own drums.
As long as I let them play and
stop hearing yours,
I won't forget who my
Music Box is for.
who I am.
It's easy to forget it takes a woman
to make a man.
It's easy to forget that there was a me
without you.
It's easy to forget that there's still a sky
without a blue.
It's easy to forget that there's still music
with no words.
It's easy to forget that the sun
always returns.
It's easy to forget that day
always comes.
It's easy to forget the sound of
my own drums.
As long as I let them play and
stop hearing yours,
I won't forget who my
Music Box is for.