May not make it tomorrow, I have a bush to trim..
God bless John Frisciante
A dove is a glove
That I wear in my heart
And though I like to dress smart
It doesn't have any part of the world of fashion
And you're there to put me down
And I'm sick off the frowns that follow me around
I would like the sky but there's no reason why
She'd say to this world with the nose of a girl
Turned up so loud that it rings
sings the cloud
I've never been here and though you're physically beyond
You're pushing me away to decay like the day that I loved
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1vtVTqdNqbY
