i am walking out in the rain and i am listening to the low moan of the dial tone again and i am getting nowhere with you and i can't let it go and i can't get through
Wednesday, July 30, 2003
how strange
apparently, according to the spark, i am most definitely a man.
I can't be your weather
'cause if it rains, then it rains.
I can't be your lover
because the feelings would change.
I can't be the wind
because the wind blows too free,
but if you want a true companion
don't forget about me
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