I'm just trying to be
having sweet dreams,
but I'm feeling thick as
a brick in this love story.

The teacher told me to
write a christmas song,
but I rather write
a driving song about
living in the past.

By kind permission of
Dr. Bogenbroom
I rather write a love story.
But the witch's promise
makes me wond'ring again
up the pool.

Life is a long song
she said, you'll be
singing all day.
I'll rebuke that promise,
for later I will be free.