Emma Kraemer - Parking Meter Blues lyrics

I have filled A calender with Tos and froes and dries to prove I would be fine Since we filled The parking meters with Twos and tens and fives just to get me outside I kept one eye on the phone And one on eye on the clock The numbers let me know That nothing else had stopped I kept one eye on the phone And one eye on the clock The numbers told me so That nothing else had stopped Except you and I I have filled The silence many times With me myself and I To prove I was still mine Since we filled The parking meters with Twos and tens and fives I wish that I could drive I kept one eye on the road And one eye on the clock The numbers let me know That nothing else had stopped I kept one eye on the road And one eye on the clock We moving so I would know That nothing else had stopped 'Cept you and I We have filled The calender four times Each two, each four, each five Was circled every time Dressed up to the nines