“Nothing’s wrong.” That’s what she said
“Take off your shoes, just go to bed”
She never tells me lies. She looks in the eye
There’s something she can see that I just can’t believe
Then came her soft request
She asked me to get some rest
But there’s a ventriloquist talking in my brain
About the stuff I’ve missed or maybe I’m insane.
Wrong’s in the eye of the beholder
The weight of the world’s on my shoulders
So I just write a song – call it nothing’s wrong
And see who might want to sing along
We are not alone Nothing’s wrong Sing Along
Everything is all right. No one to fight. It’s a good night
But there’s one more thing to get done
Then there’s just one more one
Maybe all the wrongs will just slide away
And tomorrow will be a wrongless day
Lost in the evening with nowhere to hide
Not quite believing that there’s someplace in side
“Nothing’s wrong” is her refrain
But it won’t fit inside my brain
It seems too naïve, too good to believe
The fear of what could be
Seems so convincing to me
We are not alone Nothing’s wrong Sing Along
Everything is all right. No one to fight. It’s a good night
Nothing’s wrong – at least not now
If some wrong pops up, we’ll survive somehow
Or maybe not That’s all we’ve got
But probably – we can wait and see.
It could be that nothing’s wrong
Sing with me a good-night song
We’ll see who else might want to sing along
Cause nothing’s wrong
We are not alone Nothing’s wrong Sing Along
Everything is all right.
No one to fight.
It’s a good night
Lyrics by Matt Bliton