Text: Norah Jones. More Than This.

I could feel at the time there was no way of knowing
Fallen leaves in the night who can say where they're blowing
As free as the wind and hopefully learning
Why the sea on the tide has no way of turning

More than this there is nothing
Oh, more than this you tell me one thing
More than this you know there's nothing

It was fun for a while there was no way of knowing
Like a dream in the night who can say where we're going
No cares in the world and maybe I'm learning
Why the sea on the tide it has no way of turning

More than this you know there is nothing
Oh, more than this you tell me one thing
More than this there is nothing, not a thing

More than this you know there is nothing
Much more than this you tell me one thing
More than this there is nothing

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