Moving Pictures
last night i saw a movie,
and i thought about how many movies i've seen at your house
excuse me if i'm rude
but i'd rather that we just strike out the record ones i'd see again without you
leaning on my shoulder, distracting me from the plotline
where can i go when i want you around,
but i can't stand to be around you?
"go home", i'll walk myself to you
ill walk myself away from here
"go to hell." is all i thought for seven weeks,
but I grew out of the phase of looking at these broken photographs of
people looking glossed, just like a summer ago
where can i go when i want you around,
but i can't stand to be around you?
"go home", i'll walk myself to you
ill walk myself away from here
"call me back." i'm pleading with a ball of cork in my head
it wouldn't be the first time
my pillow has been mistaken
where can i go when i want you around,
but i can't stand to be around you?
"go home", i'll walk myself to you
ill walk myself away from here
can't stand to be around you
around you
around you
can't stand to be around you
can't stand, i can't stand
to be around you
around you
around you
around you
around you
Einfach Wahr
Footsteps that you hear down the hall
The laugh that flows on a summer night
That you can never quite recall
And you see Laura
On the train that is passing through
Those eyes, how familiar they seem
She gave your very first kiss to you
That was Laura, but she's only a dream
She gave your very first kiss to you
That was Laura, but she's only a dream