One day we made a studio out of my living room To k** some time recording songs And I wore sungla**es when I sang the one about you So you wouldn't misread my eyes and take it wrong 'Cause in my music I can't sever My a**ociation with our one-way romance So I just try to not be too embittered That I never stood a chance You're the most heartbreaking thing to watch - Dressed heart to soot as the ideal Prince Charming from the stories Of laurel trees and lethal wheels I am not fair enough a maid A mere peasant in distress Your love a pretty fairy tale And I'm just too real, I guess And we listened to the whole session in reverse After we'd finished that night And I heard my songs unsing themselves And inside me all wrongs were made right Suddenly, I'd never told you how I felt I never wrote that stupid song
I never drunkenly kissed you And I never thought twice if you looked my way too long I never fell asleep in your arms on my floor I never felt a rush at your smile I just never considered you that way I listened, and dreamed all the while - That you and I were closer still, than maybe we could ever be now But we're still playin' music at my place And enjoying each other somehow. So Let's spend the hours preserving the day For future reference, when it'll be all I think about anyway And when I listen back, I'll try to remember your face in the light Of my side table lamp protesting the darkness of night As I, too, mourn the coming of tomorrow And the d**h for which today is due And hope I might get to live my ever after With someone that's at least a little like you