You wake up so early
fresh snow on the window
two feet meet the cold floor
to pick up the rainbow
of yesterdays commercials and mail
a bright and colorful tail
As silent as santa
you reach out your antenna
to paint my mood
and I will work for food
but I would die
for your love
You say you'll give me
a dollar to know
what I'm thinking of
You show me your currencies
euros and dollars
your eyes like a baby's
reflecting the colors of
presidents and scientists
you say you wanna be
a one dollar bill
when you've ceased to exist
And if that is the value
of something invaluable
then maybe I can afford
your love
I stood on your balcony
and watched the sea
you deserve someone better
than a bum like me
so I cracked a one dollar thought
you say "honey, that's a lot"
well duh, it's the value
of something invaluable
and I will never afford your love