Write About Love
I know a spell
That would make you well
Write about love
It can be in any tense
But it must make sense
I know a trick
Forget that you are sick
Write about love
It can be in any form
Hand it to me in the morning
[Chorus:]
I hate my job, I'm working way too much (every day I'm stuck in an office)
At one o'clock, I take my lunch up on the roof
The city spread below
I write about a man
He's intellectual and he's hot, but he understands
The seconds move on (if you watch the clock)
And the sky grows dark (if you're looking up)
And the girls move from thrill to thrill on the tightrope walk (on the tightrope walk)
[Chorus]
I know a way (so you know the way)
Get on your skinny knees and pray (Maybe not today)
You've got to see the dream through the windows and the trees of your living room (of your living room)
You've got to see the dream through the windows and the trees of your living room
That would make you well
Write about love
It can be in any tense
But it must make sense
I know a trick
Forget that you are sick
Write about love
It can be in any form
Hand it to me in the morning
[Chorus:]
I hate my job, I'm working way too much (every day I'm stuck in an office)
At one o'clock, I take my lunch up on the roof
The city spread below
I write about a man
He's intellectual and he's hot, but he understands
The seconds move on (if you watch the clock)
And the sky grows dark (if you're looking up)
And the girls move from thrill to thrill on the tightrope walk (on the tightrope walk)
[Chorus]
I know a way (so you know the way)
Get on your skinny knees and pray (Maybe not today)
You've got to see the dream through the windows and the trees of your living room (of your living room)
You've got to see the dream through the windows and the trees of your living room
Just Me and Pops
When he comes home he is dirty and tired from his long day on the job site. Good or bad, he always manages to smile after he eats the meal I cook every night. It's just me and him; we are like two peas in a pod. No matter what, it's always going to be just me and pops. We always get into a deep conversation before some TV, but he always seems to catch me and say, "Not before you've done your homework!" He tells me not to worry about him, it seems easy to say, but impossible to do if I want to feel right the next day.