as the sun stokes the weather
as i embrace the warmth in my jacket
as memories of you fuel me
my face permeates my open nature
took some pride cause i made you stumble
i'm not always at my best behavior
i talk too much when i sample wine
i know i write myself off
i dreamt last night
i dreamt that i was a foreigner
and in my dream i was trying to hold on to what you were saying
and i was falling with outstretched hands
well hey hey i'm walking to your house now
i light a cigarette
and with one drag
i get back my frame of mind
tonight's christmas eve
i haven't found my eve
and adam's a fairy
so let's roast him on a spit
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