Tell me when, tell me when.. Tell me when will I see you again.. Tell me when will I see you again.. Tell me when will I see you again.. Tell me when..
I talk to you out loud. Driving south on Kings road. I've got you in my coat here. Written down. I find new ways to want you. But I can't reach you. So I head downtown.
I don't know what it was and. I just forgot it. It was really symbolic. I guess I left it. In a dresser. With a hat down. And two ties. It's all right.