I miss you daily. My pockets are bulging. My hair is combed backwards, and I'm singing songs. It's getting so lovely, that I'm learning patience, and sacrifice nothing to bring you along. Your sense is outstanding, your eyes flutter by, your knees beget rocking, our porch is a ticket. The show is the world now, life is a girl now, she'll sacrifice nothing to bring me along. Money's the answer, 'cause most women need it, life is a girl now, I can't help but eat it. I want to repeat it, but can't remember how. I want to hit you daily; stop, think, you know me. I couldn't hurt you if I tried; I wouldn't, it doesn't matter. Just get enough rest, dear, to keep climbing the ladder. Your space is my home. My race knows your throne. You will have no need to wind up alone. Let me be your windy whisper, your midnight kisser, your only mister, your peachy goodbye to the only world you've known. The future is learning. They see us we're burning, cracking our whips and moving right along. But they see us coming, only coming, forever coming, 'til one day we meet, and time has to explode.