if i die before the next new year let no one say i didn't try too little, too late, with my heart in the right place found the right place next to you draw a line from the house where we met to the next big thing do our paths intersect (nothing!) i was only joking bu*there's nothing left but psychiatry and love songs and all the girls, all the birds,singing you're soand we're so sweet i know and we're so sweeti know,i know,i know,i know,i know and if we liveforever in some computer in the cloud everything we worked for, everything we made will mean nothing maybe it did anyway