Proof - Paul Simon

Soon our fortunes will be mademy darling

And we will leave this loathsome little town

Silver bells jingling from your black lizard bootsmy baby

Silver foil to trim your wedding gown

ItЂ™s true the tools of love wear down

Time passes

A mind wanders

It seems mindlessbut it does

Sometimes I see you face

As if through reading glasses

And your smile seems softer than it was

Proof

Some people gonna call you up

Tell you something that you already know

Proof

Sane people go crazy on you

Say Ђ™Ђ™no manthat was not

The deal we made

I got to goI got to goЂ™Ђ™

Faith

Faith is an island in the setting sun

But proofyes

Proof is the bottom line for everyone

My facemy race

DonЂ™t matter anymore

My sexmy cheques

Accepted at the door

Proof

Some people gonna call you up

Tell you something that you already know

Proof

Sane people go crazy on you

Say Ђ™Ђ™no manthat was not

The deal we made

I got toI got to goЂ™Ђ™

Faith

Faith is an island in the setting sun

But proofyes

Proof is the bottom line for everyone

Half moon hiding in the cloudsmy darling

And the sky is flecked with signs of hope

Raise your weary wings against the rainmy baby

Wash your tangled curls with gamblerЂ™s soap

Proof

Some people gonna call you up

Tell you something that you already know

Sane people go crazy on you

Say Ђ™Ђ™no manthat was not

The deal we made

I got toI got toI got toЂ™Ђ™

Faith

Faith is an island in the setting sun

But proofyes

Proof is the bottom line for everyone