Should know enough not to get caught with your hands red,
but the color you've got has a purplish hue to it instead.
And try as I might, searching low and then high, all that I can find
is a version of you and a person there who can't remember.
Well, I thought pretty hard, and decided I'm back where it started,
and the last time I left you were on your way home.
But try as I might searching low and then high, nothing comes to mind.
Home again, wondering when it'll add up.
It adds up.
Don't know how I ended up in this place, so far from everyone I know.
No, how? Near everybody now.
So in this case, as a singularity,
I am more than happy to pull you back in,
into no singularity ever again.
Should know enough not to get caught with your hands red,
when whatever you want is hovering right over your head.
And try as I might, still the only thing I can find
is a version of you, as a person there who can't remember how it adds up.
Artist: Steven Curtis Chapman
Artist: Keith Richards
Artist: Rob Thomas