The people upstairs all practice ballet
Their living room is a bowling alley
Their bedroom is full of conducted tours.
Their radio is louder than yours,
They celebrate week-ends all the week.
When they take a shower, your ceilings leak.
They try to get their parties to mix
By supplying their guests with Pogo sticks,
And when their fun at last abates,
They go to the bathroom on roller skates.
I might love the people upstairs more
If only they lived on another floor.
Observing the stars,
You came into mind.
I thought about your love for me.
<Missing A Friend When I'm Locked Up
Another month has come,
But you're still so far away.
You're always in my heart
Friends come and go
and love grows, grows, and grows
True friends are trees with
I thought it was what I wanted.
You promised me it was.
You took me in your arms<
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
you have been my friend for a very long time
I asked you to bend and you made a rhyme
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
Do you remember, when we were young, those promises we made?
The promise to be there for
It's done and it's over
I'm through with misery
No more sadness
No more y
I have a feeling
That I can't comprehend
In my deepest thoughts, you are
