I bring a paper to the cafй on the corner
I catch a movie in the afternoon
I spent an hour doing nothing that important
Nothing is what I’m in the mood to do
This peaceful image of a scene almost forgotten
Has touch the surface of my conscious mind
Of things I used to do before I knew you
 [bad word] 
So [bad word] around here tonite
But that doesn’t mean forever
I [bad word] you to spare us a fight
And you are my endeavor
There was something about you to me
How easy alone used to be
But I just need to know that I’m all right
If you [bad word] around here tonite

And so I wonder through 
The working’s of the city
Where every stranger has discovered me
For my desire, my isolation 
Somehow I need to make the two agree
And then you better show 
My thoughts of independence
When you put your hands on me
And I feel these things you do
That I’ve grown used to
 [bad word] 
Say I’m the one you’ve been searching for
But for myself I rather be more
Then someone who only inspires
To fulfill your every desire
The night I’ve denied you are few
Now all I am asking of you is
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