There is a bed / that is far away
I can do anything. / It is good to be clear.
17 floorsabove 8th Avenuein an apartment in 1962
Our last night in Europe You stayed in the hotel room While I went out for a look
A layer of snow makes me forgetSpring is just around the corner just don’tThink of me walking out into the cold
This field they’ve contracted us to separate from its surroundings I’ve stayed in bed watching as the