Your syllables, silky smooth Speak to me and softly soothe My busy mind I try to talk, my tongue won't do Anything I want it to I feel tied And you ease my busy mind It's true I need help sometimes Talk to you, silky smooth Hang up the phone, two-hour commute There's plenty of time Things are out of hand too quickly to Get back on the phone with you It's a long drive But you ground my busy mind It's true I need your help sometimes Tie me up like a cherry stem Send me off to Leif Erikson I'll do anything to get away I try to leave but we're here again Lie awake, it's fear again That keeps me sane And you are the only thing to ease my busy mind It's true I feel like I need help all the time