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futon

Friday, July 22nd, 2016

You’re right, new things are great
They shine and they’re never late
Don’t break down on the interstate
You’re right, new things are great

Good point, money ain’t everything
But honey, having none sure stings
I love angels but I need kings
Good point, money ain’t everything

I know that I can’t buy
Happiness or love or time
But if anything could be mine
Then what I’d do is take Fifth Avenue
Niagara Falls too
And maybe everything blue
And what I’d rather do
Is just stay right here with you
Laying on your futon (futon, futon)
Laying on your futon (futon, futon)

So much for being brave
When chivalry is aftershave
And what you drive is how you weigh in or out
So let’s say hypothetically
That I own the Baltic Sea
To sink or swim, you’ve got to ask please
Would I feel better if I had the keys?

I know that I can’t buy
Happiness or love or time
But if anything could be mine
Then what I’d do is take Fifth Avenue
And what Picasso drew
Or the mountains of Peru
And what I’d rather do
Is just stay right here with you
Laying on your futon (futon, futon)
Laying on your futon (futon, futon)

So c’mon baby, pass the grass
Is the remote underneath your ass?
Cause I can’t find it anywhere
Mmmm baby I should run downstairs
And grab us both a sweet Coldstone
You want a cup or a waffle cone?
Or happiness or love or time?

Or maybe I’ll just take Fifth Avenue
I’ll take the pyramids too
And maybe classes in kung fu or jiu jitsu
And what I’d rather do
Is just stay right here with you
Laying on your futon (futon, futon)
Laying on your futon (futon, futon)
Laying on your futon (futon, futon)
Laying on your futon (futon, futon)

Laying on your futon (futon, futon)
Laying on your futon (futon, futon)
Laying on your futon (futon, futon)
Laying on your futon (futon, futon)

cab

Thursday, January 18th, 2007

New York snow this time of year
There’s nothing more beautiful to me
Except for you
Making my way uptown
And I’m seeing familiar places, faces
In my pile of coffee grounds

The days are better, the nights are still so lonely
Sometimes I think I’m the only cab on the road
Sometimes I think I’m the only cab on the road

Watching my breath rise in the sun
Pulling myself in two made one
Helplessly feel for my phone and drive away

This new rhythm I pursue
Is just my getting over you
Telling myself that I need to

The days are better, the nights are still so lonely
Sometimes I think I’m the only cab on the road
Sometimes I think I’m the only cab on the road

I’m still looking for a play
No one said that it was fair
To be alone

The days are better, the nights are still so lonely
Sometimes I think I’m the only cab on the road

The days are better, the nights are still so lonely
Sometimes I think I’m the only cab on the road
Sometimes I think I’m the only cab on the road

give myself to you

Wednesday, February 8th, 2006

When I find out who I am
I’m gonna know just what to do
When I pull myself together again
I’m gonna give myself to you

Is this forever
This feeling I got
Not enough and too much
So free and so caught up
In something and nothing
Both at the same time
I’m either out of my head
Or I’m out of my mind

When I find out who I am
I’m gonna know just what to do
When I pull myself together again
I’m gonna give myself to you

Is this forever
This feeling that I’m not
Moving at all
But I just can’t stop
It’s like I’m dreaming
And I’m wide awake too
Will you remember me
Cause I won’t forget you

When I find out who I am
I’m gonna know just what to do
When I pull myself together again
I’m gonna give myself to you

I guess I was saving my life for later
When maybe I should have been giving myself to you
Now I will, but I got to find out
Who I am before I do

When I find out who I am
I’m gonna know just what to do
When I pull myself together again
I’m gonna give myself to you
I’m gonna give myself to you
I’m gonna give myself to you

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