YOUR WAY (MY WAY)

You say the best things in life are free. Well if that’s the case, you’ve got shitty taste or a pretty face — at least that’s how I see it. And it’s probably the latter, which is all that matters, ’cause you don’t know what you’ve been given, and you’re used to some fancy, peculiar, inner-circle, I-want-a-diamond-encrusted-gold-plated-turtle way of living.

But that’s alright, ’cause you know what you want, and that is more than many others could say, even if all you want is sunshine every day, and your way, and your way, and your way, and your way.

Everyone once in a while it rains, though, and it pleases me as it stains your clothes. You stretch and I see your curves through your wet, clear t-shirt. I bet the rain doesn’t know that it turns me on to you. I said the rain doesn’t know that it turns me on to you.

And I say you throw it to the side. There’s no point in being dry when you’ll just be wet in five again. So take it off and relax your mind and sin. It’s my time again. It’s my time again.

And it’s alright, ’cause I know what I want, and that is you so that I can play. And all you want is sunshine every day, and your way, and your way, and your way, and your way.

Hey, I want something too. I want you to come back. You’ve been gone so long and I can’t keep track of the days and sort ’em out from the nights, and I don’t know if I’ll ever be alright. It’s been days and months — no, don’t say it’s been years. Baby, come back to me, baby, come back here. I have to say, “Don’t let it get to you. It’s all in your head. Take another few and fall back to bed.” But they make me see what I do. And these pills will bring me back to you. I need them to see you. Baby, you don’t understand, I need them to see you.

Am I on your mind? ‘Cause you should know that I want you on mine each and every day. And I just wanna say I’ve got my way, and my way, and my way, and my way, and my way, and my way.

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