Nov 06, 2005 17:02
"I was running late for work/So I didn't change my shirt/The evening's drinks left a lingering taste in my mouth/And when I left/You were fast asleep/Tangled in the sheets/And on the bus I could have sworn it was all a dream/And it didn't happen to me/And then I felt the scrapes/From the slippery subway grate/ Oh how you laughed/At my complete lack of grace/But I could not recall/A more perfect fall/Cause when I looked up into your eyes/It didn't hurt at all/And I thought, be still my heart/This could be a brand new start, with you/And it will be clear/If I wake up and you're still here with me in the morning/ And I thought, be still my heart/This could be a brand new start, with you/And it will be clear/If I wake up and you're still here with me in the morning"