I wish I could go walking. Walk out of this place. Maybe see a friendly face. But it's raining and raining. . I'm looking down from below. From a thirteenth floor window.
(m. crenshaw). . Somewhere down the line. It's gonna be more than fine. These days won't even cross our minds. Somewhere down the line. The months go one by one.
Well, someone told me, tried to tell me. It sounded backwards and upside down. Someone told me something. That really messed my head around. . And I wondered sadly.
(marshall crenshaw ). . I'm so bewildered when I think about you. How can you mean all the things that you do?. Well baby. Somebody, somebody like you.
Right, no warning. None at all. Just the word, goodbye, written backwards. On the wall, yeah. . Now my anger. Is in overdrive. So down the road, I'm bound.
Well I've got a new job in a gray office tower. And I'm stuck here for around another hour. Wearing a dark frown. Watching the second hand go 'round. .