Sometimes, when I'm cold, I pretend that I can hear your voice.
And I walk through that street and I say to myself,
"I know you hear her voice."
Sometimes, I took hits, I'd sleep alone while the wind blew you away.
And everything that I was holding was so far away from me.
So I want to get stoned and play the piano.
This is, I think, as honest as I get.
I want to remember all you said, but I'm alone, sleeping in my bed.
You see, last time we added ones and found nothing but zeros,
I was lying with you (regardless of that outcome).
With a colorless drink and a bathroom sink, I think I'll make it without you.
Then there are times when I think it's Fall,
But all it is is a slope in the temperature.
We've never stolen three months - as far as we know.
I want to get stoned and play a piano song for you.
But I don't want to say that when I'm through with you,
This all is over for a long, long time.
Louisville always changes its moods.
And Summer's been so blurry without you.
The lights are out, and I'm falling down.
I'm falling.
I want to get stoned and play the piano.
Maybe then I'll think of four chords, perfect for you.
But every October horoscope I'll read, I'll keep in mind, the Spring.
And nothing gold ever stays, so why did I depend on you?
Saphire eyes can never stays as well.
But I still want to get stoned and play the piano for you.
