Text: Paul Simon. Graceland. Gumboots.

I was having this discussion
In a taxi heading downtown
Rearranging my position
On this friend of mine who had a little bit of a breakdown

I said, hey, no breakdowns come
And breakdowns go
So what are you going to do about it
That's what I'd like to know

You don't feel you could love me
But I feel you could

Was in the early morning hours
When I fell into a phone call
Believing I had supernatural powers
I slammed into a brick wall

I said, hey, is this my problem?
Is this my fault?
If that's the way it's gonna be
I'm gonna call the whole thing to a halt

You don't feel you could love me
But I feel you could

You don't feel you can love me
But I feel you could

I was walking down the street
When I thought I heard this voice say
Say, ain't we walking down the same street together
On the very same day

And I said, hey Senorita, that's astute
I said, why don't we get together
And call ourselves an institute

You don't feel you could love me
But I feel you could

You don't feel you can love me
But I feel you could

I was having this discussion
In a taxi heading downtown