IMAGINE ME AND YOU, I DO,
BUT
I'M THINKING TOO MUCH AND I'M STUDYING HOW THEY TOSS
THE DICE
IT
HAD TO BE SIMPLER BACK IN THE DAY WHEN OUR FOLKS WERE PRETTY
CERTAIN THEY COULD FIND SOMEONE
NOW
NONE OF IT'S ASSIGNED, WE
JUST WANT A DATE
WHETHER
DEAF OR BLIND OR DUMB
I
LOOK AT YOUR NUMBER AND WONDER IF I SHOULD
CALL
YOU UP
AND
INVEST A DIME IN A MESSAGE WITH TEXT THAT DOESN'T
BELONG
TO ME, BUT IT WOULD
EASE
MY MIND TO KNOW IF THE SONGS I'M SINGIN ARE
IN
A KEY YOU
CAN COMPREHEND
IN
TUNE WITH THE THOUGHTS YOU'RE PONDERING
IF SO WE CAN BOTH STOP WONDERING…
[flobots]