Could Have Been a Song

This could have been a song about the wind
 But my words were blown away
 I could have sung about tomorrow
 But I couldn't find today
 Forget about writing down my conversations
 'cause I can't think of what to say
 With nothing left to sing about my ax in tune,
 I got no choice but to sing to you
 Chorus
 Once won't you give me,
 Twice won't you save me,
 Three times won't you let me sing this song for you
 I've been thinking about singing about a painting,
 But the colors make me spin
 Or the mystery of a spiral,
 Where would I begin?
 I could have sung about piety,
 But I slammed right into sin
 And now I've got a crowd around me,
 What am I able to do?
 I'll take this song and offer it to you
 Might have sung about the ocean,
 But I'm stuck here on the shore
 How could I ever ask for seconds,
 I couldn't take no more
 I almost thought about a phone call,
 But talking's such a bore
 People left an hour ago,
 The window's tainted blue (so am I)
 And I wrote this song