you kissed Me at every red light--
driving around in the dead of night,
and you fell in love with the way I drive--
with one hand and a knee of the wheel,
but I fall in love whenever I blink My eyes,
and I just wanted to kiss the sky.

since the last time we laid in bed,
I've kissed a girl and a boy or two,
but it wasn't quite the same as you;
however the replacements had to do--
they still do.

you took me to a park--
lit up a bowl to get a high,
and then you push Me on the swings,
because I want to fly.

I love you; you love Me too,
but I need more, sorry.