Better than watching Geller bending silver spoons
Better than witnessing newborn nebulas in bloom
She who sees from up high smiles and surely sings
Perspective pries your once weighty eyes and it gives you wings
I haven't felt the way I feel today
In so long it's hard for me to specify
I'm beginning to notice how much this feels
Like a waking limb, pins and needles
Nice to know you, goodbye
Nice to know you, goodbye
Nice to know you, goodbye
Nice to know you, goodbye
Nice to know
To know you
Deeper than the deepest Cousteau would ever go
And higher than the heights of what we often think we know
Blessed she who clearly sees the wood for the trees
To obtain a bird's eye is to turn a blizzard to a breeze
I haven't felt the way I feel today
In so long it's hard for me to specify
I'm beginning to notice how much this feels
Like a waking limb, pins and needles
Nice to know you, goodbye
Nice to know you, goodbye
Nice to know you, goodbye
Nice to know you, goodbye
Nice to know
To know you...
So could it be that it has been there all along?
I haven't felt the way I feel today
In so long it's hard for me to specify
I'm beginning to notice how much this feels
Like a waking limb, pins and needles
Nice to know you, goodbye
Nice to know you, goodbye
Nice to know you, goodbye
Nice to know you, goodbye
Nice to know
To know you...
