Your address hangs on my wall And I've got nothing at all To remember you by But I've been waiting for days on end For you to call And I never got to
Annie, I have missed you And I missed you even more than I knew I see Chicago has a history And I guess I have a history too But you can knock a building
There is something that I need to get out of me Though I don't know where I take it from Maybe it's the folly of youth Or maybe it's just what I've become
You're not leaving 'til I start making sense So maybe the end of the ennui is my best defense Tried to tell you something I should've said long ago Started
When speaking of maturity I used to be a little boy But now I'm older then I used to be And I know this heart is not a toy You seem like you're careful
Memory never serves to see it straight ahead If you can, eventually it swerves And leaves you standing there With an empty leash in your hands Everything
it makes me nervous that you please me cause you make it look so easy but go on seduce me run your fingers through my hair and I'll act like I don't
there is something 'bout your eyes that even God could not explain and with all the angels at our side that the devil could never claim and when i find
I can hear her singing in the shower she sings me awake every morning when she wakes up and her voice travels through the walls through the pillow to
Sittin' on your windowsill 5th Avenue is doing well But the sky's about to break, it seems Listenin' to the radio A little AM hip-hop show That you're
Like the flower on my lapel Life is Heaven pinned on Hell And the pleasure to watch it grow Is a feelin' you didn't know But all the things you want
I woke today before the sun Lay in bed for an hour, or two I wondered if you were the one As I lay awake in our bed, next to you Well, I can't stop time
In the beginning we were full of ideals We were talking it out Instead of keeping it real It was a palace, made of papier-mache And it got thicker and
Theres a lady in a turban In a cocaine tree And she does a dance so rhythmically Shes a crying and a singing Havin a time But dont that cocaine tree look
New shoes you rule, you rule new shoes New shoes you rule, you rule new shoes I saw them in the window, and they called my name So I went in and bought
There's a lady in a turban In a cocaine tree And she does a dance so rhythmically She's a crying and a singing Havin' a time But don't that cocaine tree
Well alright baby I guess I know the score Better get a packin' I don't want you 'round here any more You come home looking funky your clothes all in
Oh I bet you're a virgin 'Til you let me Oh I miss your kiss When you are gone I was young and foolish Didn't know what I was doing I didn't know I'd
