One May Die So Lonely.

Remind me again just what you were saying

When you walked in the room, when the music was playing

When I was lost too, but in my own thoughts

and I could not find you.

Tell me your story, I'm listening this time

I can get us some glasses and a bottle of wine

We can sit on the carpet, sit on the table or sit on the moon

You can reach for my hand 

You can say what you like

Or just what you just can't stand

Be aboy or a little old man, be what you want, even nothing at all

Just Be with me

Why not forgive us, quit holding your breath 

You reach with your right hand like it's all that's left

With a knock of the door

But I love all your ankles

You fall on my floor

You roll your eyes

You're so sick of this

Gave me the bracelet I placed on your wrist

you lost it and lets face it 

I think we both lost it

a little bit

I know you're living in London

Cause you keep on complaining 

where is the sunshine, it always is raining

It's all I am hearing, skies ain't clearing

Your eyes keep on tearing 

You're missing New York

But do you miss me?

Do you miss our talks?

Do you miss our touching and our midnight walks? 

Do you miss the ocean?

Do you miss the sand?

Do you miss me at all, miss seerman?

And

I have to laugh like crazy

I really think you're crazy

You might as well ask me if the hot day's hazy

If you left I still maybe 

Have I ever laid lazy with you on the grass

Lets get something straight 

Cause I really do hate

This feeling that's growing 

To think you're not knowing

Wherever I may run 

Even if it's dumb

I love only you

You are the only one

So it really doesn't matter

If I'm sorta having fun

If for a cruel, split second

I get a glimpse of the sun

Whether singing on the stages or filling up the pages

Something's undone

And this song ends here

Cause you're really, really weird

We haven't said a word in over a year

It just gives me hope

like music is a rope 

to hold you right here

And I'm sorry for these lines, 

and  I'm sorry for my crimes

and I'm sorry for the oceans I sails all the times

if i ever gave you something it probably was the notion 

I"ll never give you nothing, but a very hard time  

-Jaymay