Come back and stay please I know you're wide awake The city lights aren't changing, No they're still the same..
oh you could read a new poem from where my heart got torn.. and we could talk 'till New Year's Morn... as I think of, how to want... you as just a friend
oh play those records, replay that first slow song and tell me what's right when I get it wrong and if your chest hurts we could just... press. Pause.
No, won't you type back? with those words i seek You're my midnight coffee break, when i'm writing songs, so to speak... and I'm singing, "Oh aren't we just; so, bittersweet?"