all alone again, the phone forgot to ring
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even if it did, i doubt it would be for me
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bedside table photographs of you, half smoked cigarettes
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remember something too good to be true
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and you called me and told me you were home
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watching movies with your friends
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while i sit by the phone i guess i'll have another cigarette
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i guess i'll write another song
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if i could be anything i'd be an aeroplane and then i'd fly so far away
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500 miles so that you could look at me that way
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the ceiling is so lonely when it's all that you can see
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lying here on my back thinking of your smile
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and the next time you'll show it to me
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i can't help being jealous of your room when you're in it all alone
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and i can't help being jealous of your friends when you're having fun
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and i'm stuck here at home
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i took the el today and everything reminded me of you
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and i remember how you sat on the stairs
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eating popsicles that turned your lips blue
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i knew it then i know it now
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my favorite dream has come true
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i love you so much and i'll never meet another like you.
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Red Line
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The Broadways |