I saw you and me
In Venice, Italy
You'll be a teacher
I'll be your fool
I heard symphonies
Of errant ecstasy
I saw trouble
I saw your smile
I felt the ocean breeze
The Chills when you're close to me
I was happy
Then I woke up
Oh god
I want simple things
Just the simple things
The kind where you dont disappear
When I wake up
Im yours
Even when I'm lost
Even when I'm low I just
Think of you and say
What a gorgeous soul
That kept me from the edge
How was I to know
An angel was
Disguised as my dear friend
All the little talks
And the teary eyes
Guess I'm just getting f*ckin
High
On my own supply again
Oh the bastard kin
Of cruel, indifferent god
From the gates of hell
Heaven seems so far
Again
Oh god I want simple things
Just the simple things
The kind where you dont disappear
When I wake up