it's a rainy brooklyn morning
you're a phone number and six states away
i dialed found you home
and your voice comes back
like the day comes back
from a night of dreams
you're getting married
and your crazy bout her
and you really miss me
and i know exactly what you mean
you're getting married
and your crazy bout her
and you really miss me
and i know exactly what you mean
oh it's so nice to hear
you plantin all your roots down there
i'm still wandering like the fruit fallen
from the tree
is she nice to you not like me
like the wife she was raised to be
i remember peeling off your clothes
to find your body layered in my favourite cake
and i remember blowing mad cash on you
yeah i was living like i had it
loving like we had it too
you're getting married
and your crazy bout her
and you really miss me
and i know exactly what you mean
you're getting married
and your crazy bout her
and you really miss me
and i know exactly what you mean
oh it's so nice to hear
you plantin all your roots down there
i'm still wandering like the fruit fallen
from the tree
is she nice to you not like me
like the wife she was raised to be
well i miss those nights together
on your futon on the floor
and our drives to carolina
pink floyd our common core
your breath between my shoulders
and your car that took me miles
across state lines and space and time
you're getting married
and your crazy bout her
and you really miss me
and i know exactly what you mean
you're getting married
and your crazy bout her
and you really miss me
and i know exactly what you mean
oh it's so nice to hear
you plantin' all your roots down there
i'm still wandering like the fruit fallen
from the tree
is she nice to you not like me
like the wife she was raised to be
i think i'll step outside now
catch a slice of sunlight through the rain
try and feel the sunset hiding in the clouds
here your poems still warn (warm?) me when memory drains
did i mention i miss you
and i love you sometimes
not in that famous star crossed way
but in that love with a limit way
you're getting married
and your crazy bout her
and you really miss me
and i know exactly what you mean
you're getting married
and your crazy bout her
and you really miss me
and i know exactly what you mean
oh it's so nice to hear
you plantin all your roots down there
i'm still wandering like the fruit fallen
from the tree
is she nice to you not like me
like the wife she was raised to be
well isn't it nice
i still don't know what you do for money
isn't it nice
only your art came up in conversation
yeah isn't that nice
on a rainy brooklyn morning
i dialed
found you home