And you were right to bide your time, and not buy my misery Well the good things are never Do the colors of the rainbow, the same to everyone?
And I was rushing round in for a reason to believe the slime from off your sleeve You could follow me for weeks, and I'm not goin'
Sometimes, it's hard to love the day, that they are gone
And I had a dream, the other night I was married to the Queen, and Madonna next door I think she took a shine to me and the were all grown up But I had to turn her down, 'cause I was still in with you
I'm turning down I'm calling it my move I'll get her to what she needs
I remember doing on the night Sinatra died And the night Buckley died And the night Kurt Cobain And the night John died
I remember I up to watch the news with everyone And that was a lot of nights, and that was a lot of Who lost the tickets to they need
And I was busy finding answers, while you got on with real life Always hoped be my wife, but I never found the time For the question to arrive, I just it in a song
And songs are quite the answer a soundtrack to a life, that is over all too soon Helps to turn the days to While I was wrong and you were
And was a lesson learned I'm to be your fool And get you tickets to what you
I'm the lights down low I'm ready to my move get you tickets to what you need