I want to wear his initial on a chain around my neck. Not because he owns me, but ‘cause he really knows me.
If you never touched me, I would've gone along with the righteous. If I never blushed, then they could've never whispered about this.
You got shiny friends since you left town, a tiny screen's the only place I see you now and I got nothing but well wishes for ya.
You know how scared I am of elevators, never trust, it if it rises fast it can't last. Uh oh, I'm falling in love.
Hey Dorothea, do you ever stop and think about me?
When we were younger, down in the park. Honey, making a lark of the misery.
