Remind me again just what you were saying
When you walked in the room when the music was playing
When I was lost too, but in my own thoughts
And I could not find you
Tell me your story, I'm listening this time
I can get us some glasses and a bottle of wine
We can sit on the carpet, sit on the table, sit on the moon
You can reach for my hand
You can say what you like
Or just what you just can't stand
Be a boy or a little old man
Be what you want, even nothing at all
Be with me
Why not forgive us quit holding your breath
You reach with your right hand like it's all that's left
For the knob of the door
And I love all your ankles
You fall on my floor
You roll your eyes
You're so sick of this
Jaymay the bracelet I placed on your wrist
You lost it and lets face it I think we both lost it
I know you're living in London
Cause you keep on complaining where is the sunshine, it always is raining
That's all I am hearing, skies ain't clearing
Your eyes keep on tearing
You're missing New York
But do you miss me?
Do you miss our talks?
Do you miss our touching and our midnight walks?
Do you miss the ocean?
Do you miss the sand?
Do you miss me at all, Monsieur Man?
And I have to laugh like crazy
I really think you're crazy
You might as well ask if a hot day's hazy
Is your left eye navy?
Have I ever laid lazy with you on the grass?
Lets get something straight
Cause I really do hate
This feeling that's growing
You think you not knowing
Wherever I may run
Even if it's dumb
I love only you
You are the only one
So it really doesn't matter
If I'm sorta having fun
If for a cruel even second
I get a glimpse of the sun
Whether singing on the stages or filling up the pages
Somethings undone
And the song ends here
Cause you're really really weird
We haven't said a word in over a year
It just gives me hope
Like music is a rope
To hold you right here
And I'm sorry for these lines
I'm sorry for my crimes
And I'm sorry for the oceans I sails all the times
If I ever gave you something it probably was the notion
I never gave you nothing but a very hard time