Just another Tuesday afternoon. Just another sudden squalid squall. Just another day to stay in bed. Just another dismal rendezvous. . Only I can see beneath the sheets.
I've got your picture of me and you. You wrote I love you, I love you too. I sit and stare at it, there's nothing else to do. . Oh, it's in color, your hair is brown.
By Dave Fenton. . Don't think I told you 'bout this dream I had. Me and these friends of mine were feelin' bad. 'Cause we were wasted. Wasted on the likes of You.
I've got your picture. Of me and you. You wrote "I love you". I love you too. I sit there staring and there's nothing else to do. . Oh it's in color. Your hair is brown.