Just let me adore you from afar
Open you up slightly ajar
Windows propped open a
Fresh evening breeze
Playing cat and mouse
If you know what I mean
Love you lots
So much you’ll never know
As for now
I gotta go
It’s one of those things
We forget to remember
Doodling cartoons
And chatting about the weather
Or whether or not the market is bull or bear
(Totally bare shelves, you’d think it’d compare)
Becky Quick would tell me stories
And I quickly learned
To read the signs
Passing by new IPOs because
Well
What do I know. . .
It’s twenty (three) thirty
Somewhere over the rainbow
Because we’re not in Kansas anymore.
