Goodbye I loathe The sun

And whatever's going down Will follow you around

So transfixed by the wavering flame

Please don’t cry

God is with us everyday

But I promise We're just friends

One Sunday morning

Someday, some morning, sometime Sometime I'd like to hold your hand in mine

Oh I know this might sound sad But everything goes, both the good and the bad

I got the flu and away I flew

All my daydreams are disasters; She's the one I think I love

Rest my head on a pillowy star And a cracked door moon Says I haven't gone too far

I was maimed by rock and roll

There's rows and rows of houses with windows painted blue

I hate it here When you’re gone

A kiss is all we need All the above for being in love

The more I think about it The more I’m sure it’s you

You never know

High above The sea of cars And barking dogs In fenced-in yards

Stuck at the crossing, I dug in for a duel

You can be the stone That raises from the dead And carries us all home

Me and you What can we do

A kiss is all we need All the above for being in love

Either way I’m gonna stay Right for you

This is how I tell it Oh, but it’s long

I will still love you to death And I won’t ever forget how

I'm lucky that's for sure I'm yours And you didn't mind being mine

I look lived in

Every moment’s a little bit later

I miss the innocence I've known Playing Kiss covers Beautiful and stoned

Are we all in love just because?

For all the fires we burn All will return

I'm worried

I’ll fight for you

Well I long to hold you In my arms and sway Kiss and ride On the CTA

I know I should be more careful I know I should watch where I've been

but my blessings get so blurred at the sound of your words

If I had a mountain, I'd try to fold it over

Carelessness is what I miss and that's how I think of you Sometimes, good times were all we had to do

It’s so much worse than we feared

Something too big to have a name And when you get it right it's still tragic

And it goes…

Capitol towers radiator steam vents Scream along with the clarinets and arguments

What am I gonna do when I run out of shirts to fold?

It's just a dream he keeps having And it doesn't seem to mean anything

Hold on To it all I kill my memories With a cheap disease

No currency of leaves No current through the water wire No feelings I can see

Why can’t they say what they want?

I’m on the other side I’m satisfied

I know I should watch where I've been Candyfloss, she's a safe cracker