The only thing that I dream of Is for you to be dreaming of me. And the only thing that I long for Is for you to long obsessively.
Doesn’t everybody want to be adored? Sometimes that’s all we’re looking for. Even though, I know There’s so much more to love.
I try not to laugh at the people Who think love is a beautiful dance. But she keeps losing the rhythm. And he got a rip in his pants.
It’s keeping together stroke by stroke. In the sea of possibility. And trying not to let the other drown. We get distracted so easily.
This is a very strange love song, But, hey, it was written by me. And if there’s one thing you’ve learned by now. It’s I love you, but oddly. I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you I love you, but oddly.