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theres a man in my head and hes wearing some sort of jean jacket
i couldnt ask him where he came from cuz the next thing i knew he was out of sight
hes got some kind of enthusiasm when the whole worlds watching him
i cant let him know ive been thinking of him ever since he came through my town
will he be the same man when i see him far from where these dreams began
this is all i can fit inside my brain no other pictures fill my hearts little frame
i wouldnt be surprised if some fairy god mother came down from the stars tonight and told me none of this was real
i wouldnt mind it at all if my imagination created all this sorrow and longing i have come to feel
i was busy with the things that keep my days going
when you walked in and gave me risks to take
every second i stood before you was a chance i didnt want lose
every move we made was a choice i had to make
i'll be your souvenier forever if you dont let me fade away
you can be my pillow baby if you would only stay
wish i could remember more about the life you shared with me
black eyes did you roam with the indians out in the frontier
i cant find my way around this map of places i will never see
skinny limbed man cant break the corn
but he can throw the bottle into the ocean farther than he travels to and from his home to me
i should have read the things you wrote before we parted with the note
would you believe i dont have doubts in a ghost
i wouldnt doubt you're not just another white sheet covered disapearing kind of those
i wouldnt count on my whiskey flight ever reaching as high as these hopes
now ive given away a portion of my days
to careful planning for every reaction i may have to face
every second i spend ticking and talking with the clock
every blessed prayer to a higher power who is much like their god
you'll be my souvenier forever if you let me stay
i will sleep like a pillow baby til i fade away
i couldnt ask him where he came from cuz the next thing i knew he was out of sight
hes got some kind of enthusiasm when the whole worlds watching him
i cant let him know ive been thinking of him ever since he came through my town
will he be the same man when i see him far from where these dreams began
this is all i can fit inside my brain no other pictures fill my hearts little frame
i wouldnt be surprised if some fairy god mother came down from the stars tonight and told me none of this was real
i wouldnt mind it at all if my imagination created all this sorrow and longing i have come to feel
i was busy with the things that keep my days going
when you walked in and gave me risks to take
every second i stood before you was a chance i didnt want lose
every move we made was a choice i had to make
i'll be your souvenier forever if you dont let me fade away
you can be my pillow baby if you would only stay
wish i could remember more about the life you shared with me
black eyes did you roam with the indians out in the frontier
i cant find my way around this map of places i will never see
skinny limbed man cant break the corn
but he can throw the bottle into the ocean farther than he travels to and from his home to me
i should have read the things you wrote before we parted with the note
would you believe i dont have doubts in a ghost
i wouldnt doubt you're not just another white sheet covered disapearing kind of those
i wouldnt count on my whiskey flight ever reaching as high as these hopes
now ive given away a portion of my days
to careful planning for every reaction i may have to face
every second i spend ticking and talking with the clock
every blessed prayer to a higher power who is much like their god
you'll be my souvenier forever if you let me stay
i will sleep like a pillow baby til i fade away