i want to steal you away, not because i love you but because with these hands we could move mountains. i can say finally that i've had enough of living with my eyes closed and dancing thru the streets like the great bipolar queen. medicated or not its time to stop, because with these hands we could move mountains.
if you're lonesome with the blues tonight don't call me, because it may be the last time i can sleep. "what about when we die", he said. truth be told i don't think we ever die, there is no such thing as sleeping forever.
theres no panic today, i'm telling you now and you've got to believe me, you have the potential to be the best thing i've ever known.