Well I hope he writes you songs and I hope you sing along
Take his CD out on tour with you, tell him how much you love his songs
Well I hope he keeps your feet warm and I hope he brings you water
I know you're not good at sleeping, hoping that he keeps you warmer
This it goes on and on and on
Well I wasn't really far off all along
And every time I play that Walking Clothed Foot song
Every time I walk into this faded room
It goes on and on I never had a clue
Well I hope you make it far in the hope that you become a star
You know disappointments there for you, it's not that I care it's just I hope you know
This it goes on and on and on
Well I wasn't really far off all along
And every time I play that Walking Clothed Foot song
Every time I walk into this faded room
It goes on and on I never had a clue
And there was you before me
And there was me before you
And now there's you after me
And now there's me after you
And it's perfect like tripped wire and sunsets igniting fire
If trainwrecks could kill them all then how could I figure that you would spend the rest of your life with me?
Oh these canvas are insisting on trick photography