Tell Me Why sing and play along

Sailing heartships through broken harbors out on the waves in the night.

Still the searcher must ride the dark horse racing alone in his fright.

Tell me why,

tell me why

is it hard to make arrangements with yourself when you're old enough to repay but young enough to sell?

Tell me lies later,

come and see me, I'll be around for awhile.

I am lonely but you can free me,

all in the way that you smile.

Tell me why,

tell me why

is it hard to make arrangements with yourself when you're old enough to repay but young enough to sell?