歌词
You must be joking, I deny
Tears are forming in my eyes
I'm hypersensitive, I'm hypersensitized
And it makes me feel like I am alive
There's nothing to dislike
I don't need lights on my push bike
My light comes from inside
Oh, and it makes me feel like I am alive
And the winter turns to springtime
And the springtime turns to summer
We discover how we lost another year
I saw you at the embassy (hey!)
We're both crippled socially
No worlds collide when we converse
I'm sick of love and disease, art is a curse
We wrote Pavement on our shoes
We stole the borough and we paid our dues
We paid our respects
We wrote Confusion Is Sex
And on your shoulder bag I wrote The Silver Jews
And the ice turned into water
And the water turned to gases
Steamy glasses on a frosty afternoon
And your lips were warm, your hands were cold
I never thought I'd feel this old
Isn't grey hair just the first light of a new dawn?
I saw you at the embassy (hey!)
