The Girl Of My Dreams (Is Giving Me Nightmares)
Plenty more fish in the sea,
Fill your tired lungs with the water,
Floating in the aquamarine.
Watch me as I enter the whirlpool,
Sailing on the deep sea swell,
Pass the time of day with the pondlife,
They have their opinions as well.
Swimming through my days in the water,
Water pick these old bones clean,
Bury me deep in the sea floor,
Another making waves machine.
Losing track, sinking back
So long - I'm gone
Swimming with the tide in the gulf stream,
Cruise the north Atlantic drift
Floating on your back in the star
A Boy
i cleaned the apartment before he came
i vacuumed up every dust particle
i cleaned the bathtub for his arrival
i even did the laundry on a sunday
i took the m60 to laguardia
i got lost after i got off the bus
i wasn't surprised (i have a poor sense of
direction; i could get lost in my sleep)
god, i hope i'm at the right terminal
god, i hope i smell ok
and i don't mind waiting at the airport
if i have someone nice to wait for
i wrote his name on a big piece of cardboard
as a joke to hold it up when he came
i couldn't go past the x-ray machines
i had to wait inside a barrier
god, i hope i'm in the right building
god, i hope my skin is not oily
and i don't mind waiting at the airport
if i have someone nice to wait for
i kept my eyes fixed on the people coming out
they all looked tired (i was glad i was not them)
i wondered if he'd cut his hair like he said
he would, but i bet that he chickened out
god, i hope i didn't get here too late
god, i hope my breath is not nasty
and i don't mind waiting at the airport
if i have someone nice to wait for
by the way, he finally did arrive
i gave him a hug and ten thousand kisses
and like i thought he hadn't cut his hair
but i was glad to have him home with me