You can say what you want this to be, but I know
it's all in my head
And when I say i won't give up
all I mean is that I'd give up
with the sharpest hint of the colour of your eyes
lining these grey skies
and then it's over . . . atleast for me
And when I listen to Great Romances, alone in my room
I want you to know that I only think of you
So like Kelley
, I'm convinced that you're calling
but it's too late for that and to say it, I know
the colour of these skies is indefinite
because I said it's getting late
and all I can think of is the G chord
So when I'm around you for five hours of the day
Why don't you ask me something
I woke up this morning, thinking only a week
So tell all your friends what you think of me
I think they'll listen, and see if they approve
you guys need to know that I only think of you
when I listen to Great Romances . . . alone in my room.
