Lyrics

Put a quarter in the slot and tell
Tell Me All About It
how your feet never touch the floor

So, I heard, you said it so yourself
that hope is where you found it
in a brown bag left outside your door

Holding hands and holding on to you
then you shout about it
in a glass house you shouldn’t throw stones

Lazing in the light among the weeds
coolness flowing down from the tree line breeze
looking up into the sky

Love is where you find it
buried in your back yard

So, I heard, you said it so yourself
Tell Me All About It