Sunday, February 27, 2011

A Toast to the Beginning

If you painted me on white canvas
Maybe I'm not the only fool
The ticket you sold me well I still have it
But I never promised to be on time for you

Take it any way you like it
Take it any way you like it

I miss the miles that gave way between you and me
I miss the darkness in the room, space between the sheets
you had me, you had me, you couldn't leave it so
you had me, you had me, if only you could know

Hold the gates; St. Peter just called my name
I'd hate to see another perfect night go to waste
Can't you take back the brushstrokes of common misperception?
I've got a picture of you too, your eyes the wrong direction

Take it any way you like it
Take it any way you like it

I miss the miles that gave way between you and me
I miss the darkness in the room, space between the sheets
you had me, you had me, you couldn't leave it so
you had me, you had me, if only you could know

take it any way you like it
I'll give it any way you like it
take it any way you like it
if it makes me sick you like it
and I am not so simple.
I am not so simple.

I miss the miles that gave way between you and me
I miss the darkness in the room, the space between the sheets
you had me, you had me, you couldn't leave it so
you had me, you had me, if only you could know
you had me, you had me, if only you could know
you had me, you had me, if only you could know

If it makes me sick you like it
and I am not so simple.