pull back the sheets and climb in bed with me. we can talk all night. I'm not tired, are you? did you like the party? did you see any pretty girls there? not that it matters, neither of us are alone but sometimes it feels that way. so I need a sign, give me your hand. no more life as expected, I'm through with the usual. I want to fall in love but if my mouth stays shut and I don't speak up, then she'll never know. cause if I can't relax and I can't tell her how I really feel. what she really means to me. the cops showed up about 1:45 a.m. I didn't even notice I was so immersed in conversation with you. the band is too loud. somebody tell them to turn down, I don't want to hear a sound, except for her voice, except for her breathe, except for my beating heart begging her to come closer and closer. I want her close to me, but if the 'hands don't crap' and if I can't relax, this is hopelessness-why do I even try? because tonight will end and then my life goes on, like it always has, like it is always going to. the chorus is done and we're still standing in our standard melody. only one of us is alone, and it's not you.
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