I thought about how i might owe you
And how i might ask of you
And who couldn't possibly refuse
A marriage proposal and such..
Is it in his kiss?
No, thats not the way
And you're not listening
To a word i say
I've been on an allusion kick
I've felt nice all over again
Then i realize
Its dead, and over
Get out of it
If you dont soon enough
Then i realize-
I haven't seen anyone
Hiding out is what we're doing
Pleaseantly bored
Simmer away
And i apologize
Remember the laughter
And the innocence?
As will i, of course
Stalling
Its better in the long run
Perhaps..
Well i've decided..
That anyone
Who would ever even
Consider asking me that;
Be able to scoop me up
In his fingertips
And cut me in two
Or maybe three-
Four, to be safe..
And i will run to ohio
And i will run to texas, ill see you in a month
And i will paint you blue, to mark the sky
To simmer away...