I wish we
were stuck up a tree
then we`d know
it`s nicer below
I don`t know any lullabys
I don`t know how
to make you mine
but I can learn
in lonely days ago
I saw lovers put on a show
well now it`s my turn
Drive you home
then wait by the phone
for that call
and a walk in the fall
no harm will come of this
one little midnight kiss
it will not burn
too many lonely days
I feel like a throw away
well now it`s my turn
Falling down
is nolonger around
feeling sun
I`m no longer one
well isn`t this fun?