You pace the world in circles
Looking for a heart that's really true
You down a couple strong ones
And now anyone would do
Hanging around at the Café Du Nord
With those people all so professionally bored
It's scary. Ordinary.

Arielle, you're so much better than your puny poser friends
Arielle, I'd like to see you take the whole damn thing again
Arielle, no you're not falling--you're just scared to death and stalling
I can tell

I used to hear you playing
At that club on Lincoln Way
You had a way of singing
What my heart refused to say
Now all you do is run from the beauty
You were born to share
Is that enough now?
Should I shut up now?

Arielle, you're so much smarter than the stupid things you do
Arielle, I wish just one time I could climb inside of you
And spend an hour livin' with the things that you've been given
Yes, it's true. What will you do?

Hanging around at the Tip Top Room
Breathing the smoke and the gloom and doom
It's crazy. Please amaze me.

Arielle, you're gonna find it in a place you always knew
Arielle, you're gonna see yourself and finally know it's true
The you're gonna rise and pull us all across the skies upon your song.
Don't be long. Don't be long.
Arielle