Aotr
Do you think he thinks of me
On perfect days like these
No I bet he saves you for the rain
I know I would if it were me
I said to tell you the truth, I wish I was more like you
I just want to know how it feels to feel okay
With fading away
She said it's like my Dad used to say
We're all just ghosts baby, on Broadway
Annie's on the rooftop contemplating the drop
Thinking how shit goes down in threes
She said goodbye to a lover, got a letter from her mother
And there's always something new wrong with me
Now I'm just saying
(Oooh, I'm saying)
There is no day without the night
Annie, I'm just saying
(Oooh, I'm saying)
Maybe you can you look at me in that kind of light
I'm just saying, tell you the truth,
I've always been in love with you,
I just want to know how it feels to feel okay
That you will never feel the same
Well, I guess I can't touch a ghost anyway
At least that's what I'm telling myself
Annie's on the rooftop trying to catch a rain drop
And something else to believe
She backs away like a rainbow, whenever I get too close
Gold is something I guess I'll never see
I'll never feel the chase
Or stay over at your place
I'll never see the sun kiss your morning-after face
We'll never buy a home or
Hold hands on streets in Rome
What's so bad about me
That you would you rather be alone
Sometimes I dream of us
Getting on that bus
And you'd start to cuss cause you left your ticket behind
And I reach into my pocket
And say I thought you might
So I got it, yeah I got it
Annie's on the rooftop reading some Alan Watts,
Feeling one with the galaxy
She gets off on the notion that God is the ocean, and the sky
And everything in between
What about me? Annie what about me?
What about me? Annie what about me?
Annie, Annie what about me?
She looked me right into my eyes and said
Yeah?
What about you?
On perfect days like these
No I bet he saves you for the rain
I know I would if it were me
I said to tell you the truth, I wish I was more like you
I just want to know how it feels to feel okay
With fading away
She said it's like my Dad used to say
We're all just ghosts baby, on Broadway
Annie's on the rooftop contemplating the drop
Thinking how shit goes down in threes
She said goodbye to a lover, got a letter from her mother
And there's always something new wrong with me
Now I'm just saying
(Oooh, I'm saying)
There is no day without the night
Annie, I'm just saying
(Oooh, I'm saying)
Maybe you can you look at me in that kind of light
I'm just saying, tell you the truth,
I've always been in love with you,
I just want to know how it feels to feel okay
That you will never feel the same
Well, I guess I can't touch a ghost anyway
At least that's what I'm telling myself
Annie's on the rooftop trying to catch a rain drop
And something else to believe
She backs away like a rainbow, whenever I get too close
Gold is something I guess I'll never see
I'll never feel the chase
Or stay over at your place
I'll never see the sun kiss your morning-after face
We'll never buy a home or
Hold hands on streets in Rome
What's so bad about me
That you would you rather be alone
Sometimes I dream of us
Getting on that bus
And you'd start to cuss cause you left your ticket behind
And I reach into my pocket
And say I thought you might
So I got it, yeah I got it
Annie's on the rooftop reading some Alan Watts,
Feeling one with the galaxy
She gets off on the notion that God is the ocean, and the sky
And everything in between
What about me? Annie what about me?
What about me? Annie what about me?
Annie, Annie what about me?
She looked me right into my eyes and said
Yeah?
What about you?
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Getto
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