Talking Heads make me miss my friends I'd like to see that face again I'd like to dance with this drink with the little umbrella in my hand A loose heart makes a loose plan
Everything is because of the wind The way your clothes travel up your skin But I was busy watching all the other runner's eyes
Everything is fleeting, baby Even the sadness that the late summer gave me Our dreamy memories of the 1980s First we sing falsetto, and then we sing lazy You wanna sing like me? You wanna sing like me? Meet me under the bridge where I like to sleep You said "Come on, let's kill individual will." But your voice was very shrill
Talking Heads make me miss my friends I'd like to see that face again You said yourself it's getting out of hand But a loose heart makes a loose plan
So I did a little dance in the hospital lobby Singing, "Leave the revolution to the revolutionaries!" You said "Come on, let's kill individual will!" I said "I will. I will. Oh I really, really will." Read more at http://www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/3530822107858874625/#b6x2aQZz1PKKBQiY.99