My foot fell asleep
My ankle followed her lead
to my leg bone's connected to my hip
connected to her hipwell, practically

My heart goesfor you

You've got a box full of quarters and a spoon full of sugar so we're ready for our misadventures You pack your tambourine and we'll live off the royalties of lullabies we write and sell to underprivileged nurseries

My heart goesfor you
And we'll keep singing

Im seeing stars and cartoon birds circling my head
like an anvil wrinkled meso this is love?
All I've got up my sleeve is love and I know
that's good enough for you, for us