| in my mind i write you letters all the time
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| somehow i never get the pen to paper
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| and in my life my words always rhyme
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| and it’s a shame i dont hate her or blame her
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| look at that im 29
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| and not much has changed since the last time we danced
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| and im good, im good i swear to god im fine
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| im just scared to death to take a chance
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| i think youre crazier than me
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| i think youre crazy as can be
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| and it frightens me so enlighten me
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| i got your note about the day the girl fell --
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| a five story window i dont know too well
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| and i never wrote you back (cant you tell?)
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| that in my mind the image just climbs
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| i spent too long with the wrong kinds of men
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| one went to iraq, came back, but fled again
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| and i think of them — i do, now and then
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| it only reminds me, that’s all behind me
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| i think youre crazier than me
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| i think youre crazy as can be
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| and it frightens me, so enlighten me
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| the things in this life we’re striving to get
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| are the same as those finding us fools of regret
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| i remember clearly the day we met
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| cause your voice was crystal and your hair was so gold
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| the need for new love — it’s loyalty to an old
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| though i don’t believe it’s what i’m being told
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| remember on the platform we stood in the cold?
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| i wonder how we’ll stand it, one day when we’re old. |
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| will you still be crazy about me?
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| will you still be crazy as can be?
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| cause it frightens me enlighten me
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| now whod ever guess one day we’d cross feet
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| the corner where houston and essex street meet
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| and whod ever guess youd envision our kid
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| in the back of a car drivin over a bridge
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| i dont know how much more i’ll take of all this
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| do we come apart or do we join at the hip?
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| or do we both flip a coin; |
| heads or tails — tell me quick —
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| heads means let’s say tails says walk away!
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| i think youre crazy, i think youre crazier than me
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| i think youre crazy as can be
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| and it frightens me enlighten me
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| time passes on and we pick up the pen
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| tho we barely write a word before we put it down again
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| im asking myself aint the sole intention
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| to be riddled with love without any question?
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| it’s time we give the lunatic business arrest
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| you’re borderline romantic at worst i guess
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| i made a mistake i got it all wrong
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| it’s me whos insane but for the sake of my song
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| i made you crazier than me
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| i may be crazy as can be
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| and it frightens mes so enlighten me
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| i write you letters all the time in my mind
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| i write you letters all the time in my mind
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| i write you letters all the iime in my mind
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| i write you letters. |
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