Let the juices flow
And let the crowd know
That you're going to let the beauty show
I just want to be on my own
Breathe it all in
And let myself grow
Someday I'll let ya know
I am so tired of singin' 'bout you
I want to move on with my life
I'm gonna try to do other things
And not dream about being your wife
These lyrics are a bland taste in my mouth
And there's some things I'll just never figure out
It doesn't matter how loud I scream and shout
My time has ticked away
And my chances are up now
I'll get to the heart of the matter
And my words will no longer flatter
You and your self-righteous state
But I continue to waste my Saturdays
Longing for you
I rummage through my memories
Photos, papers, love
I'm saving a space for us
Next to the pinstripe dove
And perhaps someday you'll care enough
To see that I'm not so young
And perhaps someday your stares will finally
Turn into bold faced love