Oh Nella Madeleine your feelings never show And I've been watching quietly for weeks Every time I go I find you curled up with the cat Sleeping like a god right through the morning. Most afternoons I take a walk down along olmi st, Trawling for a simple conversation Friends will say hello and we will share an easy joke But I'm sure they hear a trace of what I'm thinking. I only told you with the confidence of knowing You would not believe you heard me right This feeling is a buzzing in the wires, And it's growing It keeps me up now every single night. When you know it's right, it's an open hand Doesn't care about your needs, Has no use for your plans. When you know it's right, it hits you like an open hand Doesn't care about your needs, Has no use for your plans.