Piece of hair inside my food The funniest things make me think of you In bed I try to Keep myself company Three's a crowd and two's plenty Warm Against the Wind that I invite in Whistling are you my friend? Can I Hold your hand? Sorry my hand it shakes Cigarette fishing in a lake That caught The kisses That you blew beneath your shoe Talk to me and I'll talk to you Unless I don't want to I guess that's allowed Happening more than I am proud To say So I won't say What's been on my mind Importantest thing is to seem kind To you My idol For some days to you I'll pray Count my sins and then I'll pay A dime Is just a Penny for each time I lied About the reasons that I sighed To you To you