Los Angeles, 3: 33 nothing on the stereo
Dirty tea you're like the Mona Lisa
Smiling in the half-light, mysteriously but seriously
I'd follow you forever even without looking
You call we come together even without speaking
You sang for me
You sang for me
The picture box is full
And we are kissing in a fistful of fragments falling down
I throw them up and watch them hit the ground like snow
Amputated dimension of the physical
Melting image without sound
Park Avenue 838 waving to my best friend
Like a soldier at the gate in tears
Feels like it’s been ten years, has it only been two years?
Two years feels like forever but I know you without looking
You call we come together even without speaking
You sang for me
You sang for me
The ocean is bright and blue
And it opens to you every day
It took you in when I pushed you away
It was your lover, it was your mother
And there is so much
That I wish I could've been for you somehow
But we don't need to talk about that now
We're finally in a good place, meeting face-to-face
On an airplane, 27D, crossing the Grand Canyon
But I can't see I'm headed home from somewhere
That I can't be remembering everything
I'll follow you forever even without looking
You call we come together even without speaking
I can tell what you are thinking even without saying
We dream our dreams together
Even without laying in the same bed
And you sang for me
You sang for me
You sang for me
You sang for me
