December Drive Finding Humor In The Same Joke Twice
night hits like cold-air wounds united by songs that we
know all too well.straight to the floor for all it's
worth that i didn't call a friend, still
you go, and that's how i know you now. talk to myself. an
endless waltz in
shorthand through countless thoughts. and how my
worthless talk and
worthless give. a warm touch and falling eyes. a soft
glow. a dance i can't
hide. so hear me when i call to you. lend your ear and
you'll know. a sigh
of joy. a sign of hope. a song you'll sing back to me in
all the years to
come. and i'll have never said a word or done so much to
deserve you, let
alone be loved by you. lend your ear and you'll know.
( angel i wont regret on my way home
'oh, i know'
angel where have you been
i've waited oh so long
'oh, i know' )