A Thousand Miles Away
It's morning time, wonder where you are
wonder who you're talking to
wonder if the sun has risen where you are
it's morning time, i miss your hands on my skin
this bed's too big without you
oh god, what do i do?
I'm a thousand miles away, and I'm lying next to you.
The sun shines golden, and I feel like my car
a little run down, a little beat up, maybe just a little green
maybe it's my battery, maybe it's my starter,
maybe my heart's too weak
there's just this feeling, thought I had to get going
got too scary, got too big, got to get out of here
but now i don't know how to get home.
oh god, what do I do?
I'm a thousand miles away, and lying next to you.
Mama says take my vitamins,
daddy says "girl, don't stay out so late"
sister says "there's other fishes in the sea"
but love is not a rational thing, and my heart is beyond advice
no, love is not a rational thing
oh god, what do I do?
I'm a thousand miles away, and lying next to you.
these fields stretch out like patchwork, on my granny's quilt
she used to tell me that
"life is a series of strange and mysterious things
one minute you think you're up, the next you find you're down"
your mind says "girl, you gotta stick around"
but your heart says "I'm too weak in the knees"
oh god, what do I do?
I'm a thousand miles away, and lying next to you.
Tiny Love Spaces
I don't care if you leave your name after the beep.
Don't care if those are promises you intend to keep.
Cause lovers are just shadows that disappear with the light
And my happiness don't depend on if you come tonight.
Ahoh-oh oh
I don't think that you're cheap
I don't expect anything
You don't gotta leave what time you called on my machine.
Cause being in love just means calling places
when you can't afford the bill
Cause we all got these tiny love spaces that we need to fill
Ohoh oo
Filling up tiny love spaces
Getting lost inside of insatiable mazes
Looking for heroes in worn-out faces
Looking for a great big love in tiny places
You wake up, it's the next morning
Put my high-powered columbian crystals in the coffee machine
Read the newspaper, drink six cups of cofee, listen to Mozart's Fifth
Do most anything not to hear the phone ring
Oh oo ooooo
And I don't mind that you're emotionally blind
Don't care if I'm someone you want to see
You don't got to leave your number for me.
Cause I do not need your gosh-darn phone calls telling me how you feel
I only just need to make love to tell me that I'm real
Cause we all got these tiny love spaces that we need to fill Ohoh oooo
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