• This pot has gotten cold
    And this song has gotten old,
    And this story, over-told
    About how we sold our souls

    This steady drip still drips
    These shoelaces still trip
    This torn paper still rips
    And we're at home inside this mist

    I'm starting to feel down
    Will you watch me if I drown?
    I swear I won't make a sound
    Just as long as you're around

    Will you laugh if I laugh too?
    And do exactly what I do,
    And whistle the same tune,
    Even if it ends too soon?

    Will you die if I die too?
    'Cause you know I'd follow you
    From Turkey to Peru
    Just so I can be with you

    But you can't even hear me at all
    It's like I'm talking to a wall
    Or to a person way to tall
    Or an empty ended phone call

    But don't worry I'll be fine
    I'll learn to pass the time
    I'll find better words to rhyme
    Besides lemon, peach and lime

    I'll learn to pass the days
    Thinking of different ways
    To travel to you in haste
    If you need me I'll learn to stay

    But for now I'll sit alone
    Write a song or another poem
    Hoping you'll come to know
    That where you are is my home