young hearts don't worry

there are vistas in the color of your next

million dollar lover

and peach trees

at the finish line for you and you say i do

toyotas fall from the sky

i know it wasn't your dream car

but it fits the kids and it fits my love real nice

i'm not making fun

there's just a really limited amount of

storylines to choose from

let's arrange my future on a countertop

write a poem with fruit in the bowl

there's just three things i need to say

thank you i love you i'm sorry

it's hard to give up your jean jacket

your light hearted love

the spark of your wit in the dark

plus the way you hold a cigarette

and tilt your lips up toward the blue

and mutter some sweet nonsense

are you sure you're from texas

i've always felt you are from france

are you tired of my lipstick stains

on every cup you own

i don't blame you but i kinda hate you

i'm not as graceful as i wanted to be

thought i'd leave sweetly

but i have some heart theories

following me out the door

cry till i can then philosophize some more

you say you love me i was so lonely

is it possible i loved you more