| Or put my arms around you | |
| Like i think you want me to | |
| But tell me what you're thinking | |
| I so often misconstrue | |
| Treading water treading white wine | |
| Seeing borders seeing straight lines | |
| I get these feelings that i don't | |
| Have much time | |
| Always rushing always late | |
| Movies like zoos | |
| I talk to missionaries when they're | |
| Standing at my door | |
| They tell me what i should be reading | |
| I still can't see what for | |
| We both stand there politely trying | |
| To change each other's core | |
| When other angels float by | |
| They seem likely to fall from the sky | |
| What i want is difficult i must try | |
| I see traces when you walk | |
| And other voices when you talk |