cloud nine

sitting here in my caddy
on hollywood and vine
bout to go to mulholland drive
take a look out at the sea of LA
dance on the roof of my car with me
i need to have you here with me
but i guess if i have my tequila tonight
i'll just be too fuzzy in the morn
to remember that i slept alone
without you at my side

three am
not a sleep left in my soul
wide awake and nowhere left to go
i built my house on sand
and the tide is coming too fast
i think
i need
a break

i've got a rose in my hand
and a thorn in my finger
but its okay because nobody cares

what can i tell you
that you dont already not want to know
theres more to my 'i miss you' than you ever thought
i could drink your thick shake all night
and still be thirsty tomorrow

i thought maybe
if you came to my house tonight
we wouldnt have to be alone anymore
but youre not here yet
i guess you got lost on the way to my cloud nine

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in my own little storybook nursery rhyme
i am the queen of my own time
i can do anything you ask me to do
acrobats and clown acts i am the best
i'm just not too good at falling in love

the light it brings out the brown in your eyes
and i use to look at you and wish you were mine
in the past
i was no more than i am now
i was just a bit immature and not myself
on the full moon weekends when i was free
i felt like if i asked you
youd turn me away

wake up sleepyhead
the new day is just around the bend
with a kiss upon your cheek
and a smile upon your face
i know that i'm still the queen in this place
and what we were
and who we are
isnt the same anymore

May 2008