I wish we Were stuck up a tree Then wed know That its nicer below
I dont know any lullabys I dont know how to make you mine But I can learn In lonely days long ago I saw lovers put on a show Well, now its my turn
Drive you home And then wait by the phone For that call For a walk in the fall
No harm will come of this One little midnight kiss It will not burn For many lonely days I feel like a throw-away Well, now its my turn
Falling down Is no longer around Feeling sun Im no longer one Well, isnt this fun?
