we kissed and nothing seemed to matter like Billie Holiday might sing
and it rained and everything was going to be just fine-
it was like music-
and it makes me sad to know I had gotten into something
that I could not deal with
and I will sit in my room and sleep all day
and think up dreams like I am the cutest kid in school
or I could be crazy and sing about memories-
hey I remember when I sat on those steps watching the moon
chase the sky back until the world seemed like it would explode
and I could picture going up with it
it'd be just how I'd like to go and I'd sing