Thought I saw you
Payphone on Rucker
Michelle I still want to give in
I´d understand if you did

How long must we live right
Before we don´t even have to try?

Note from your daughter
Drawing of three flowers
I still keep it with me
Does she still want to sing?

How long must we live right
Before we don´t even have to try?

I hear the sound of a million drums
With no beat
Violins with no melody
I´m sick with it -
Quiet

I don´t blame you for wanting out

I´m kind of close myself
No love, no amount
Never enough to go around