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