Wednesday, September 28, 2005

1738

WAKE UP, I'M HERE

I get what I want
And I want
To go for a drive
Damn this war
In a clean white car

Why should what we want
Make us sad?
Or do you know, now,
What it is.
I wake up alive

And there is white light.
It feels right
To sing like a dog
In the tub.
I want to love you

From here 'til old age
And after.
You draw me to you,
Right? You do.
I'm here to love you.