so
you're over there
blowing smoke in the air
and here
i'm thinking tv
flipping a channel
watching a movie
i'd rather be watching you
but i can't take off this damn shoe
can't tie myself into a knot
i guess i forgot
you're trying to run solo
a rich girl playing polo
happier without me
so completely free
i wish it was different
i wish it was clear
you'd need me on Sunday
keeping me near
we'd walk on the evening shore
forever and forever and more and more
i wish it was different
i wish it was clear
you're watching the sun rise
keeping me near
we'd sit on the mountain top
forever and forever and never stop
so
you're over there
blowing smoke into the air
and here
i'm thinking miss you
flipping channels
surfing without you
hey baby, i can't forget
this dance has no Juliet
there's no big pile of money
i can't call you honey
i can't laugh it's not funny
you won't call me Romeo
i guess there's no good place to go
so
you're over there
blowing smoke into the air
I use words to deepen my observations. All of the following works are © copyrighted. They are the intellectual property of Greg Hoover. If you or anyone you know is interested in licensing one or more written works for use in a compilation, as lyrics in a musical work, synced to video, or some other use, feel free to contact me about an arrangement. But if not, assuming you are curious and literate, simply reading for pleasure is encouraged.
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