I Can Learn

I wish we,

were stuck up a tree.

Then we'd know,

it's nicer below.



I don't know any lullabys,

I don't know how to make you mine,

but I can learn.

In lonely days long ago,

I saw lovers put on a show,

well now it's my turn.



Drive you home,

and then wait by the phone,

for that call,

for a walk in the fall.



No harm will come of this,

one little midnight kiss.

It will not burn.

for many lonely days,

I feel like a throw away,

well now it's my turn.



Falling down,

is no longer around.

Feeling sun,

I'm no longer one.

well isn't this fun?