Who told you

That baby I'd come by tonight

To lazy and tired in spite

Of the fact that i like you



Maybe instead I'll write

Of all of the dreams i had last night

While you were sleeping

And dreaming and feeling and skimming

I saw beautiful things

I saw a blue moon kissed by orange stars

Dancing in the land of wishes quite far

I saw you kissing my finger tips

With your bright crazy yellow lips



Maybe instead I'll grab my friends guitar

And write a toon or two

About how fine you are

Or maybe about the words

And the absurd and the disturbs

That we exchanged when you were here

What places we can travel to

And how to get there

India Philippines Cuba Brazil



Our ideas can get quite ill...