I see through your thin cotton dress I dont know if well get dressed So pull by that store parking lot You know Ive missed your lots Warn me of the cans and knots I dont need a house in Lake Michigan I dont need a purpose to plan within I just want to feel your pulse again Down town the exits just around Cant you smell our future good and well? Ill take you upstairs show you my bed and things Share all my thoughts and cares Here is my heart here is my soul You pushed me past my lonely door You are my everything September a time of in betweens Lazy month of nothing All rainy gutters rushing Theyre all true All the good things you say Will they all pass Quit like the clouds today? Theyll be there in your pretty dreams All full of colour and sense of things You blow breath of life in me I felt this way the night before You pulled me from this heavy floor You are my everything You are my everything
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