They're asking for deadline dates in 4's.
They want my time that I cannot afford.
My friends all ask me when we'll be wed.
I'm telling them things that we have never said.
I think I'll sit down tonight and sew.
With my new best friend at my toes.
He'll nibble on the ends.
And help me to never finish what I begin.
I'm daydreaming of a normal day activity.
Like when that man fell asleep on the freeway.
I'm daydreaming that someday you will be mine.
And I'm hoping that you will find.