Dead leaves and the dirty ground, when I know you're not around.Shiny tops and soda pops, when I hear your lips make a sound.When I hear your lips make a sound. Thirty notes in the mailbox will tell you that I'm coming home,And I think I'm gonna stick around for a while so you're not alone.For a while so you're not alone. If you can hear a piano fall, you can hear me coming down the hall.If I could just hear your pretty voice, I don't think I need to see at all.I don't think I need to see at all. Soft hair and a velvet tongue, I want to give you what you give to me.And every breath that is in your lungs is a tiny little gift to me.Is a tiny little gift to me. I didn't feel so bad till the sun went down...Then I come home, no one to wrap my arms around.Wrap my arms around... Well, any man with a microphone can tell you what he loves the most.And you know why you love at all, if you're thinking of the holy ghost.If you're thinking of the holy ghost.

I was watching with one eye on the other side,I had fifteen people tellin' me to move,I got movin' on my mind.I found shelter in some thoughts turning wheels around.I said 39 times that I love you to the beauty I had found. Well, it's 1-2-3-4,Take the elevator at the Hotel Yorba,I'll be glad to see you later.All they got inside is vacancy. I've been thinking of a little place down by the lake.They got a dirty old road leading up to the house,I wonder how long it will take 'till we're alone,Sitting on the front porch of that home,Stompin' our feet on the wooden boards, Never gotta worry 'bout locking the door. Well, it's 1-2-3-4,Take the elevator at the Hotel Yorba,I'll be glad to see you later.All they got inside is vacancy. It might sound silly for me to think childish thoughts like these,But I'm so tired of acting tough, and I'm gonna do what I please.Let's get married in a big cathedral by a priest,Cause if I'm the man that you love the most,You could say "I do" at least. Well, it's 1-2-3-4,Take the elevator at the Hotel Yorba,I'll be glad to see you later.All they got inside is vacancy. And it's 4-5-6-7,Grab your umbrella and grab hold of me 'cause I'm your favorite fella.All they got inside is vacancy.

Well, I'm finding it harder to be a gentleman every day.All the manners that I've been taught have slowly died away.But if I held the door open for you, it wouldn't make your day. You think that I care about me and only me,When every single girl needs help climbing up a tree.Well, I know it don't take much to satisfy me. Maybe it's whatever's in my head that distracting me,But if I could find emotion to stimulate devotion,Well, then you'd see. Well, I'm finding it hard to say that I need you twenty times a day.I feel comfortable so, baby, why don't you feel the same?Have a doctor come and visit us and tell us which one is sane. I never said I wouldn't throw my jacket in the mud for you,But my father gave it to me, so maybe I should carry you.Then you said "You almost dropped me", so then I did,And I got mud on my shoes.

Fell in love with a girl, I fell in love once and almost completely.She's in love with the world, but sometimes these feelings can be so misleading.She turns and says "Are you alright?",I said "I must be fine because my heart's still beating."Come and kiss me by the riverside, yeah,Bobby says it's fine, he don't consider it cheating now. Red hair with a curl, mellow roll for the flavor, and the eyes for peeping.Can't keep away from the girl,These two sides of my brain need to have a meeting.Can't think of anything to do, yeah,My left brain knows that all love is fleeting,She's just looking for something new, yeah,And I said it once before, but it bears repeating now. Can't think of anything to do, yeah,My left brain knows that all love is fleeting,She's just looking for something new, yeah,And I said it once before, but it bears repeating now. Fell in love with a girl, I fell in love once and almost completely.She's in love with the world, but sometimes these feelings can be so misleading.She turns and says "Are you alright?",I said "I must be fine because my heart's still beating."Come and kiss me by the riverside, yeah,Bobby says it's fine, he don't consider it cheating now. Can't think of anything to do, yeah,My left brain knows that all love is fleeting,She's just looking for something new, yeah,And I said it once before, but it bears repeating now.

Your mouth said this never, but your fingers have shown me,That your head is so clever, you claim that you own me forever. You have the right to conduct me in whatever fashion,Your attempt to construct me in the interest of passion,You sent me to Toledo. I came back from handfuls, I did what you asked me,But after the 'thank you's' that you quickly got passed me,I'm expected, you're expecting.I'm expected, expected.

Well, you're in your little room, and you're working on something good,But if it's really good, you're gonna need a bigger room.And when you're in the bigger room, you might not know what to do.You might have to think of how you got started sitting in your little room.

It can't be love, for there is no true love.It can't be love, for there is no true love.Sure, I'm C.F.K, but you gotta love me.The cost no man can say, but you gotta love me. Well, I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in gold mines,Oil wells, shipping or real estate.What would I liked to have been?Everything you hate. There is a man, a certain man,And for the poor, you may be sure that he'll do all he can.Who is this one?Whose favorite son?Just by his action, has the traction magnets on the run.Who likes to smoke, enjoys a joke,And wouldn't get a bit upset if he were a really broke?With wealth and fame, he's still the same.I'll bet you five you're not alive if you don't know his name. You said the union forever.You said the union forever.You cried the union forever,But that was untrue, girl. Cause it can't be love, for there is no true love.It can't be love, for there is no true love.

You fell down of course, and then you got up of course and started over.Forgot my name of course, then you started to remember. Pretty tough to think about, the beginning of December.Pretty tough to think about, pretty tough to think about.Yeah, yeah, pretty tough to think about. You're looking down again, and then you look me over.We're laying down again on a blanket in the clover. The same boy you've always known.Well, I guess I haven't grown.The same boy you've always known,The same boy you've always known. Think of what the past did, it could've lasted, so put it in your basket.I hope you know a strong man who can lend you a hand lowering my casket. I thought this is just today, and soon you'd be returning.The coldest blue ocean water can not stop my heart and mind from burning.Everyone who's in the know says that's exactly how it goes.And if there's anything good about me, I'm the only one who knows.

Fall is here, hear the yell,Back to school, ring the bell,Brand new shoes, walking blues,Climb the fence, books and pens,I can tell that we are gonna be friends.I can tell that we are gonna be friends. Walk with me, Suzy Lee,Through the park and by the tree,We will rest upon the ground,And look at all the bugs we've found,Safely walk to school without a sound.Safely walk to school without a sound. Here we are, no one else,We walk to school all by ourselves,There's dirt on our uniforms,From chasing all the ants and worms,We clean up and now it's time to learn.We clean up and now it's time to learn. Numbers, letters, learn to spell,Nouns and books and show and tell,At playtime, we will throw the ball,Back to class, through the hall,Teacher marks our height against the wall.Teacher marks our height against the wall. And we don't notice any time pass,And we don't notice anything.We sit side-by-side in every class.Teacher thinks that I sound funny,But she likes the way you sing. Tonight I'll dream while I'm in bed,While silly thoughts go through my head,About the bugs and alphabet,And when I wake tomorrow,I'll bet that you and I will walk together again. Cause I can tell that we are gonna be friends.Yes, I can tell that we are gonna be friends.

I'm patient of this plan, as humble as I can.I'll wait another day before I turn away.But know this much is true, no matter what I do,Offend in every way, I don't know what to say. I'm coming through the door, but they're expecting more of an interesting man, Sometimes I think I can, but how much can I fake? I'll speak until I break with every word I say, offend in every way. You tell me to relax, and listen to these facts,That everyone's my friend, and will be 'til the end.But know this much is true, no matter what I do,No matter what I say, offend in every way.