Caught in the back of a car
Drive my dear self around.
I'm a mute passenger.
Rest my neck on the leather
Cool my cheek on the glass.
I take in whatever pass.
My dear self isn't much for conversation these days.
We catch-up, keep in touch
But life's just instant replay.
And the lady next door says she fears for my health
So do I, when I'm by my dear self.
Keep me out of the sunlight
Because I can't stand the glare.
I'll be alright on the inside
Away from unfiltered air.
A list for the programs
A love for the night
A life for a moment
Alone for my life.
My dear self isn't much for conversation these days.
We catch-up, keep in touch
But life's just instant replay
When I'm by my dear self.
My dear self isn't much for conversation these days.
We catch-up, keep in touch
But life's just instant replay.
And the lady next door says she fears for my health
So do I when I'm by my dear self.
My dear self isn't much for conversation these days.
We catch-up, keep in touch
But life's just instant replay.
And the lady next door says she fears for my health
So do I when I'm by my dear self.
My dear self isn't much for conversation these days.
We catch-up, keep in touch.
But life's just instant replay.
And they tell me that touch is essential to health.
Does it count if I'm touching myself?