You said in my photograph I looked more far away

And all that time, I felt just fine
I held so many people in my suitcase heart
That I had to let the whole thing go
It was taken by the wind and snow
And I still didn’t know that I was waiting
For a girl on a slow pony home

crazy is the forecast all week

There's a good chance in hell
Like cats and dogs we'll be flying
And I'm no weatherman
But you are lightning, striking

Here comes the sun, and the rain
All at once down the sink

what does it mean you leave and I follow

Let me down you say never baby blues don't you ever
I'm used to being one with the misfortune to find
Afternoons run for cover and full moons just wonder
What it looks like here on my morningside

I don't give a damn, I'm happy as a clam

When I was a child everybody smiled
Nobody knows me at all
Very late at night and in the morning light
Nobody knows me at all

I don't think much about you, anymore

(Oh no)
Oh, lately it's so quiet, in this place.
You're not 'round every corner.
(Oh no)
Oh, lately it's so quiet in this place.
So darling, if you're not here haunting me,

I'm wondering whose house are you haunting tonight?
Whose sheets you twist,
Whose face you kiss?
Whose house are you haunting tonight?

your head in the clouds

Picture yourself in a boat on a river
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies.
somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
a girl with kaleidoscope eyes.

hello, world.

God would like to own your autograph
The angels fight over your photograph
Put your record on the phonograph
Look at your position on the map