Sometimes when I'm singing
You draw pictures on the walls
And I wonder then if how I feel
Makes sense to you at all
I show tunes to you I've written
So you cover them in paint
They're better now, grey and smudged and
Dirty like your face
I swung you to the city
And you wished that it was new
So you could write an art-house film
And I could make my debut
All I am asking of you now
Is just to take me back in time
To the nights above the city
When you asked if you were mine
I'll drive with you all morning
Down the streets and avenues
And then we'll sit among the gravestones
And I'll try to break the news
That I am happier with you
Than I will ever be again
I'll give up before I'm done
And we can dance in the rain
I swung you to the city
And you wished that it was new
So you could write an art-house film
And I could make my debut
All I am asking of you now
Is just to take me back in time
To the nights above the city
When you swore that you were mine
I would give everything I have
To tell you everything I want
But there's too much I have to tell you
And too much that I forgot
I wonder now if all this time with you
Will linger in my mind
Beyond the days we spend so vacantly
When this is left behind
I won't regret the taste of you
Or how your head feels on my chest
I'll never spill a single secret
Or a sin that you confessed
And I won't cry when this is over
When it's time to say goodbye
No I won't cry
I won't cry