Lyrics

Don't you ever listen to anyone who doesn't think you're pretty
And don't be surprised if not many people do
They haven't really looked at you
Long enough to let you love what you love
What you love what you love what you love what you do

Amy, I love the way you love the world
Amy, I love the way you love the world

To tell you the truth, I think it's pretty hot
That a girl would spend her whole life picking up rocks
How many people do you see crazy about geology?
Only Amy

Paleomagnetism, paleomagnetism
Lava flows, sediment grows
Constant drifting flips the poles
Ain't no rules honey but your own
Ain't no rules honey, and you have to show them

Now, you ain't wandering from the grounds of sanity
And anyways, that's just someone else's vanity
What holds a soul together also breaks it apart
There's iron in the earth, but what's in your heart?
If they can't look at you and say, Oh wow!
They don't matter anyhow, anyhow

Amy, I love the way you love the world
Amy, I love the way you love the world

Now, leads must be followed, specimens collected
Positions reconstructed, old stories resurrected
Each rock picked up and swinging in your pocket
Is a plate tectonic, geographic, biographic locket
And if anyone asks you what it's for
Say, you know nothing about the earth's magnetic field, that's for sure!

Paleomagnetism, paleomagnetism
Lava flows, sediment grows
Constant drifting flips the poles
Nobody knows where you go
Nobody knows, you have to show them

Now, I'm most happy when I'm talking to the trees
And you think you're weird for sticking rocks in machines
And studying the pull of the earth in the ground
That's just plain intelligence, get out of town with your measurements!
Find that cabin by that stream
You have beautiful, beautiful, beautiful dreams

Amy, I love the way you love the world
Amy, you have beautiful, beautiful, beautiful dreams
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful dreams
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful dreams